The Tree

Things are moving much too quickly round these parts. For the first time, we aren't on a schedule, racing to get things done. Yet time is flying by. How?? Dashiell is six weeks old. More than a month, practically an old man. Sigh.

Anyway, we ventured out to the tree lot this weekend to pick this year's tree. I found the perfect one, you guys. It's beautifully symmetrical, with gaps and spaces in all the right places and has the loveliest top. It's all about the top. We hung Dash's first ornament and just as we were finishing up, a fireworks show erupted right outside the window. It was a festival of lights for the little guy who was all wide-eyed and amazed.