We have a yearly tradition of going out the Saturday after Thanksgiving with the Vice family to get Christmas Trees. We always have a great time hunting for the perfect tree and waiting to hear Bing Crosby's Mele Kalikimaka on the radio during the drive there and home. Last year we made a new tradition that if that song comes on we all stop the cars, jump out and do a Chinese fire drill. So far we've yet to hear the song, so Travis has decided next year if any Bing Crosby song from the album White Christmas comes on it warrants the "Christmas tree drill." After finding the perfect trees we head back to Pop and Mima's house to have homemade chili. 
Nehemiah enjoyed the mud puddles!
Love this picture: "Uh Oh!"This year we actually put the tree up in our house the day we got it. It wasn't decorated yet, but even to get it inside was amazing. Usually it sits in a bucket of water for 2 weeks before making it in. Unfortunately, our tree died within a week. The guy at the tree farm said to put Caro Syrup and a splash of bleach in the water to help it live long....WRONG! He should have said KILL IT! So, our perfect tree had to be replaced with a new tree from the tree lot down the road. We just couldn't handle the never ending pile of needles below the tree that were being tracked through our entire house. But we love our new tree....a noble. I told Travis when he got back from getting the new tree that he saved Christmas!
The tree that saved Christmas!
The tree that saved Christmas!