Lynlee's Version

Once there was a snowman, snowman, snowman

Once there was a snowman, fat, fat, fat

In the sunny mountains, mountains, mountains,

In the sunny mountains, flat, flat, flat.

Oh Christmas Tree

Our pride and joy.  Our huge and very real Christmas tree.  Why do we love it?  Well, let me count the ways.  First off, it fills up our front room which currently has nothing in it.  Literally nothing.  Not even a chair.  So, every year, once a year, this room feels like we didn't just move in.

Another reason- it is what gets us in the Christmas spirit.  Here in Arizona, we don't get that Christmasy feel all too often. 75 degree weather.....desert landscape.  Yesterday, Lynlee finished watching Frosty the Snowman, and then asked me "why don't we have snow during Christmas time like in the movies?" Sad day. 

Jason's reason for loving the tree?  The smell.  of course.

Someday I will have my dream come true.  A HUGE fake tree, with all white lights, no bulbs and super cute ribbon and all the wrapping paper coordinated to match the tree.  Oh and a "christmas tree" scent plug in for the wall.

Jason's dream?  A real tree,  homemade ornaments, colored lights, and kid oriented wrapping paper.

Until then.  Here is our compromise.  A large, real tree, colored lights, ribbon and bulbs, and some kid wrapping paper mixed in with my silver.

I love this time of year!