a view of some of the open fires. you simply find an available one and get out your dogs and buns to roast away

each of the "boys" took turns cutting down OUR tree

first, the tree gets shaken so the excess needles will fall off, then it gets wrapped in twine to make it simple to put on the roof of your car (if you have a roof rack, which we don't). we stick ours in the trunk and make the boys shove over one seat.


Neal bought me a sugar cookie while the boys went through the cedar maze because there was a heater in the tent and I was completely frozen by this time. The icing was in a warming tray so it heated up my cold, cold hands. yummola.

I have no idea why people mistake me for my boy's sister ...

I love this time of year, and we will be working on our Christmas lapbooks soon, winding down for the holidays. In twenty-one days, Neal and I will celebrate our fourteenth anniversary. I love this man.

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