After making some of the best peanut butter chocolate chip cookies ever, me and the girls took a drive to a nearby tree farm. We picked out this lovely specimen:
Total cost: 2.5 manners. Awesome.
Driving to a gardening shop, the eldest had a complete freak out: some weird little bug was walking on her window. Must have come in with the tree I told her. Just kill it.
Of course, I had to pull over. Getting out of the car I banged my knee hard on the steering column. I think the girls have already heard all the words I proceeded to utter, but I imagine this time will serve as memorable reinforcement.
I paid almost as much for the damned pot and mulch as I did the tree. I stopped in the field next to my place and filled up the pot about a quarter full with dirt before taking it home. Once in the house, I mixed in the mulch, a few rocks, and some fertilizing cubes.
I then pulled out all the Christmas decorations and realized that most of our lights were busted. I went out and bought a soldering iron and an extra set of lights. The picture you see is without the busted set of lights. I'll fix those up after supper.
The girls had a blast dolling up the tree proper.
I like our little tree. Hopefully it will stay with us for a good chunk of time.