Traditions & Two year olds

A couple days after our anniversary is my birthday, seriously the celebrations never end around here.  I turned, dare I say it, I won't so here's a picture instead.   I can't believe that number, I certainly don't feel that old.

Anyway, we decided to go get our Christmas tree this past weekend.  Every year for 8 years we've gone to Mitchell's Tree Farm just down the street from our house.  So we attempted to get the girls bundled up.  Ella threw a major fit because she did not want to take off her short sleeve dress and put pants and a jacket on.  It took both of us to hold her down and dress her.  She was still screaming as we strapped her into the car.  We got to the farm and told her she had to wear her jacket to get out of the car. She refused and stomped off into the woods alone.  I sent Jarom after her and here he is bringing her back.

 Still screaming and kicking! We tried walking down the lane to the trees but Ella planted herself in the middle of the road and refused to walk or be carried.  Plan B.  "Let's just go get a pre-cut tree fast at another market."  Left, drove to the other place and Ella refused to leave the car.  Which left just me and Riley walking around looking for a tree.  Couldn't find anything we liked.  Plan C.  Drove back to Mitchell's Tree Farm.  Ella stopped crying but still refused to put on her jacket.  So we walked around the farm for 30 minutes as I watched her hands turn purple.  It didn't seem to phase her too much but I could see her start to shiver.  Luckily we found our tree at the last minute.  And here's some pictures to prove that even a crazy dress wearing 2 yr. old can't break our Christmas tradition!

Riley attempting to help

The trouble maker

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