Earlier in September, I wrote a blog titled “Traveling with teenagers – tips on how to survive”.
When writing that blog post, I mentioned that I should probably start referring to my husband as Clark Griswold, as he has a passion for large Christmas trees. Now, when I say large, I mean gigantic. We scour the field, up and down, looking for the largest possible tree that will fit in the sunroom – where the ceiling is 12 feet high at the peak. Once we get home he usually has to trim the bottom of tree by a few feet as he always thinks that “the tree will fit”. Read the rest of this entry »
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