Santa's Tree Farm

I'm a bit behind on documenting all the fun stuff from last week that I wanted to recap, but not without good reason. I've been sick since Sunday afternoon with the stomach flu or, more accurately, norovirus, as the Internets have so promptly corrected. It was rough. Not only did I feel deathly, but I also missed out on a lot of quality time with Keith and O, and we had to postponed our trip to visit Santa. But I guess there is an upside to all the downs, because had this illness come any later, we would have had to cancel our trip to Disneyland next week. And I also have to shout from the rooftops about how fantastic Keith is! While I was sick not only did he take care of everything at home, but he also brought me endless Diet 7ups, baked Star Wars shaped cookies with O and took him out for some fun. I always feel guilty when I'm sick that I'm not taking care of things and my people like usual, so it's nice to know someone else is keeping the ball rolling when I'm down.

Anyway, enough about that. On to the point, Colleen!

In my opinion, there are two types of Black Friday crazy people; those who shop and those who chop. We're definitely the later. Don't get me wrong, I did plenty of online shopping, but we're not into getting up early to brave the crowds. We're not in dire need of any big ticket items at the moment either, so there's that. We are, though, Day After Thanksgiving tree choppers.

It has become a bit of a tradition in Keith's family for everyone to gather bright and early and caravan out to Half Moon Bay to Santa's Tree Farm to chose Christmas tress. We missed last year, but a bunch of us made it this year, so this was O's 2nd trip to the tree farm (here is O's first trip to Santa's Tree Farm) and he had a BALL!

Owen with B and 4 out of 10 cousins. 

Can you spot the banana slug?  

When we got home from the tree lot we had a quick lunch of Thanksgiving leftovers (always better the next day!) and got right into decorating the house for Christmas. Owen loved seeing all the boxes of decorations being brought in and climbed on top of them and declared the pile his "ship"! We unpacked about 60% of what was in the boxes and put the rest back. Call me Scrooge, but I don't like a lot of clutter.

Merry Christmas Season, my friends!