Tree Hunting

I feel like I need to lighten things up and share some of the good that happened during all the sadness...

Mr. Finn loves to go to Tree Farms.  I am the practical one and am good with picking it up at Costco. But this year I vowed I was going to let him have that joy.  I am not always good at that...

 Although we did not go out and cut it down, we did hunt through the ones they had already chopped down recently.  It seemed like a good start.

 We found the perfect tree.  A black hills spruce.  I was almost giddy.  We had blue spruces growing up and this seemed the closest to that.  It's all about the memory, right?

 This little guy was so deflated when his Dad told him he couldn't run through the trees.  I know Mr. Finn was just being cautious (overly) that one would fall on him and he could get hurt, but his feelings were hurt.  I felt so bad for him.  Couldn't even get him to run with me through them after that.

 Our gorgeous tree on the way to getting pretty to come home.

 We love Fulk's Tree Farm, they have the most interesting decorations.  Miss Boo thought this was the best.

 Isn't she a beaut?

 Not me!  The Dude took this picture of me.  I don't love my own pictures but am trying to make sure that there are some for the memory books.

Then my girl took this one of me and this scrumptious boy.

It was a fun day!  I have to admit it...we will do it again next year.