Today we got to fulfill our task from last week: cutting down and putting up our Christmas tree. We tried to go last Sunday, but it was too cold and pouring rain. This morning, we rode out with my mom and dad to our traditional Christmas tree farm to find our yuletide pine for the year. Pickings were slim, since north Texas has been so dry the past few years. There were lots of great cedar trees, but Rolf is so allergic to cedar that was out (it's one of the few things that doesn't bother me, oddly enough). After much deliberation, we figured out that we had come back to the same tree three times. We figured that meant that tree must be the one for us. Rolf cut it down, and we met back up with Mom and Dad at the barn. Will had a good time. I took a couple of pictures of him as he was in the infant carrier, strapped to me, and Rolf took a couple of him investigating the tree on the hayride back to the barn.
After we decorated the tree, we put Will on the floor, and tried to get him to go from sitting to his hands and knees by putting his toy to the side of him. Damned if that little booger didn't start trying to pull himself to
standing on the crates of Christmas stuff around him. Rolf may be right - he may skip crawling and go straight to walking.
Will riding with Mommy
Will inspecting the tree (it's prickly!)
Will and Grandma back at the barn
Will and Grandma back at the barn
2 comments:
I'm still amazed at how you get that kid to pose for pictures so perfectly! Do you give lessons?
Nah. He's just a natural ham. Seriously. Rolf was filming him as he tried to stand up earlier, and as soon as he saw the camera, he started grinning. Good thing he's not camera shy like his mommy.
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