Let Us Deck The Halls

 It was so yucky out and we were all exhausted so tree picking out was shifted to December 2.  Tradition is we get the tree on December 1, Michael's birthday.

The men 'get' to cut off the end of the trunk.

Barb. my new little, single, all by herself in the world chicken looks so pretty in the lights.

And Shannon my two little goats are perched on high limbs so little hands can't find them.

It took some trimming, gouging out a hole and electrical tape to get the star on top.  That is always Michael's job.  When he was three he picked out the star.

Special artwork from Wammyville yahoos and their parents a few years ago.  There aren't many breakable ornaments for good reason.  Mark calls it our Charlie Brown tree.  I love it!