This year’s outing consisted of a daddy with a headache, unplanned mismatched outfits and a last minute change of tree farm. When we walked out the door I thought disaster was eminent. Thankfully I was wrong, and frankly should of known better. Where there’s rows of piney trees, there’s happiness. And that’s just what we found last week…happiness and the perfect family Christmas tree.
On the way home our tree nearly slid off the car into oncoming traffic. My first instinct was to panic, Sticky on other hand got a great big grin and said “Come on a Brand, what a fun story we could tell!”. He couldn’t be more right (this time).