O Christmas tree

Okay, I have this tendency to pick pathetic Christmas trees. I can't help it. I feel sorry for them and something about them just speaks to me. Jay tends to do very well and overrides me when I pick one that is too pathetic. We picked our tree on Saturday at a farm in southern Anne Arundel County. It was a cut your own farm so I was hoping I wouldn't feel sorry for any "unpicked" trees since they weren't pre-cut ones. But I managed to do it again, and since we had been there so long, Jay let me pick it!
(Jay and boys cutting down tree)


I swear it didn't look too bad at the farm, but it looks really thin and very short at home. We actually had to put boards in the tree stand in order to hold the tree because it has such a small trunk that the stand couldn't tighten down enough. Usually we have to trim the trunk to fit it in the stand.

(The tree in our basement)

The kids had a great time decorating the tree, and it does look slightly better all decorated, but I can't believe I did it again and picked a grown up Charlie Brown Christmas tree. We couldn't even put on all the ornaments because the tree is too small. I am such a schmuck!

(After decorating)