We drove, and we drove...then we got lunch (during which our car got bumped in the parking lot and now has a chipped bumper), and we drove a little more. But still, no tree farm was in sight. Finally, around 2:00 (as in THREE HOURS LATER) we gave up and settled on the only tree source we could find...a grocery store 5 minutes from our house. That'll teach us to forget the GPS.
We walked the aisles with Jack, looking for the perfect tree. We found it pretty quickly, but turned around to stop Jack from walking under the tree displays.
|Note the sweaty head from several hours in the car.|
We quickly found another one...strapped it to the roof of our car before someone else could grab it, and headed home.
Unfortunately, right around this time Jack developed diarrhea, as well as a 101 degree fever. Ya know...because the day had gone so smoothly up until that point.
He is a trooper though, after a nap, a few minutes of The Wiggles, and a round of Pedialyte, he couldn't help but be awed by the eight foot wonder in his living room. He helped Daddy string the lights...