But Sunday, the day we went to get the tree, was friggin' 80 degrees. Billy and Ace wore shorts. Billy wore no shoes. Ah, well. Never was much for perfect pictures anyway.
Billy always likes being outside, but he couldn't figure out why we made him look at trees instead of taking his nap. By the end of the sweatiest tree hunt in history, he was sacked out.
The farm had some baby trees that weren't for sale--definitely more Billy's size. But we have 10 foot ceilings, so we got a nine-foot tree.
So the tree's up, but not decorated. I'm so tired, as long as it has lights on it by Christmas, I'm happy. Being full time child care and full time marketing/PR lady is tough business. I need sleep. Sweet, deep sleep.
Billy's grandparents come this weekend from North Carolina for an early Christmas celebration. You know what that means---free child care!
Just kidding, mom.

2 comments:
I'm so excited to have found your blog! I'm all caught up from July when you started it. Billy is absolutely adorable. You guys are going to be the fun parents and everyone wants to hang out at Billy's house.
I rarely make it to Oxford, but next time I am there I'd love to meet Billy in person and see you of course! ~Take care.
Hey guys,
Billy is such a handsome boy! I hate that we have lost contact. Art passed on your blog site letting us catch up on your past year. I'm glad things are well for you all...and I hope you are feeling better.
Best wishes this holiday season! Enjoy starting wonderful new traditions...
Melodie & Chris Biblis
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