Every year, we get our Christmas tree the weekend after Thanksgiving. We went today and the weather was mild and the trees smelled so fresh. Gone are the days when the kids would argue for what seemed like hours and we'd have to overrule them completely and choose the tree ourselves. Now, we walk through the rows and whenever someone nominates a tree, we all assess it and decide together. I'm not sure what was more beautiful today - the mild temperatures, the trees or the cooperation of the kids.
We now have a 7 foot balsam fir in the living room. The hardest part of having a real tree is no longer dragging young, bickering children through the lot but remembering to water the tree every day. I think I like that better.