*Some Christmas Cliche Inserted Here*

Our SUV is in the repair shop right now, so only "us women folk" went to church this morning. When we came back, Misha shouts "There's a christmas tree in our yard!" The rest of us were like....what??? But when we pulled in the driveway, and sure enough, there was a pine tree right in the middle of the yard! And it was actually planted there, not cut off at the stump and held with ropes. When we went in, we found out that no, the aliens had not put it there, but Dad, Andrew, and Isaac had gone out into the woods with the skid-steer, dug up a white fir, brought it back, dug a hole, and planted it! (and Dad had a head ache this morning too, and yet he still did it!).

So now I am watching the colored lights twinkle in the gathering dusk. We have an inch or two of snow on the ground, so its very christmasy.