flying tree

Well,  our Christmas tree almost didn't happen this year.  The four of us went to the tree farm here in Manhattan.  We walked the entire lot before we finally found a tree.  The tree we cut was in the front where we started out.  We could've saved time, but it was fun to walk.  Daddy made sure the tree was nice and snug on top of Mama's car.  On the way home, on Manhattan-Monee Road, first there was a LOUD noise and then WHAM, the tree fell off the car and onto the ground.  Mama was so sad.  Daddy jumped out and stayed with the tree and Mama, Parker and I drove home to get more straps.  Thank goodness we were close to home.  What a funny memory to have for Parker's first Christmas.  I'll post pics of the tree once we decorate it.