Rock didn't quite know what to make of Christmas tree shopping.
So he started crying.
Not that I blame him -- it was about 10 degrees outside. The tree that we ended up with is not the best I've ever seen, but it's not bad for a whirlwind-my-eyeballs-are-going-to-freeze-if-we-don't-pick-one-soon-tree-shopping excursion. And it was a good chance to teach Rock about the true meaning of Christmas...
Via this vinyl Santa Claus.
2 comments:
Where's the tree? :) Can't wait to see it decorated. You have such great taste.
Vinyl Santa is a powerful ethical and spiritual force... I'm glad you've introduced Rock so young to his guiding influence.
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