I've gotten very bad at updating my old blog, so the next few posts are going to be from pictures from awhile ago. Before Christmas. Sorry!
But hey, at least Allan still looks the same...except for having finally gotten his first haircut. (pictures soon!)
Here are some pictures when we took Allan to The Dewberry Farm to cut down his first Christmas tree. Cutting down a Christmas tree used to be a tradition for my family and I wanted to make it a tradition for ours. BUT...I don't know if I'm just way stingier with money than my parents were or if the tree farms now-a-days just charge way more than they did back in the day. But there was no way I was going to be OK with spending $100+ on a tree that was going to die and go out with the trash soon after Christmas was over. I knew their prices would range, but I didn't think a "normal" looking Christmas tree would cost so much.
So once we got there and got over the sticker shock, we explained to Allan that we wouldn't be cutting down a tree, but we'd still get to ride on the hayride and look around and he'd get to play. He was OK with that.
We explained to him that once we left the farm, we were going to get a tree that was closer to the house to take home.
It sure was a long drive just to take a hayride and look at some Christmas trees. But I don't think Allan seemed to mind...
It gave me the excuse to play with my camera.
Always a plus in my book!
Below is a picture that I "tinkered" with.
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It's always nice when he doesn't mind posing for me.
This lovely little guy below (the tree, not Allan) was about 2-3 feet tall and cost a pretty 65 bucks!
Seeing how it was Allan's First Annual Cutting Down The Christmas Tree I had to get a picture of Daddy and Allan cutting the tree down. Never mind that it was all posed and Daddy thought I was lame for making him pretend to cut our perfect tree down.
Hey! These are things that will go in Allan's photo albums for him to look back at and remember all the wonderful traditions he had growing up...
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