She fell asleep under that same Christmas tree when she was 18 months old right after we had moved to Ohio on Christmas Eve.
The first Christmas picture with her new baby sister, Maddie, in their sweet matching tartan plaid pajamas was under that tree. That same year the tree twinkled and sparkled with ornaments as we got to have Grammy Kay to ourselves for Christmas instead of having her working retail.
There were a few years it didn't make it out of it's storage box while we were living in Missouri or moving into our new house but it made it's reappearance four Christmas's ago and it's been up every year since.
So many memories. So many moves. It has gone from New Mexico, to Ohio, to Georgia and to several houses in each of those states.
Every year I swear I am going to buy a new tree the next year. A bigger one. One with white lights instead of colored. One that I don't have to individually separate each branch or struggle to connect all of the cords so that the lights will light. But.... I have never been able to bring myself to spend the money for a new tree. Every year Old Faithful has still lit up and allowed it's branches to be pulled and tugged and hung with ornaments. The girls have taken their pictures in front of it and gathered around it to ooh and ahh over their presents on Christmas morning.
The year with the flood I was sure that it has been in the basement and was ruined and I was all prepared to go get a live Christmas tree for the first time in our married life. But.. Old Faithful was still there. This year though two branches are broken, it's a little more dilapidated and for the first time ever we had two areas that didn't light up.
I was sad as I hung ornaments on it for the last time tonight. I will take pictures of it
2003
2004- Not sure why we didn't have a picture in front of the tree
2007
2008
2009
2010
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