Our Charlie Brown Tree

The day after Thanksgiving Aunt Dolores and Cousin Albert took us to cut down our first family Christmas tree. We bought one of the smallest, our very own "Charlie Brown" tree. Albert was not impressed. (He is his father's son and kept steering us toward the BIG ones.) Here we are with the tree and "Flat Stanley." (Don't ask, it's some sort of school project for a friend from Riverton... photograph this cutout kid at different locations is my understanding.) Being protective parents, we bundled Gus up tight, but oh did he wail during the car ride there, "I'm TOO HOT." (I knew better than to overdress him, he's a major heat generator, but for some reason I did it anyway!) When he finally got out into the cold he slipped into his usual "comatose baby." (For some reason he does this anytime he's out in nature, except when he's in the woods... he loves looking up at trees.)

Here's our tree all decorated on Christmas Eve.