Joe and Pam have an Open House to go to this afternoon so Chris and I picked up Katy and took her along with the rest of the tribe to the Festival Of Trees. This is the 21st year its been held at the Philbrick and we've just made it in under the wire. Today is the last day for the displays.

We spend over an hour wandering around looking at all the decorated trees, the gingerbread houses and the wreaths. Everyone has their favorites and of course Chris' is the tree decorated with small records and sheet music. Connor has the comment of the day when he exclaims "Look! Almost as many trees as we have at our house!"

Okay we have a lot, I admit. But nowhere near the amount at the Festival. We have a big tree in the living room and then one in each of the kid's rooms. Okay and there's one in our bedroom too. Ummm, and a little one in the kitchen. Oh heck, Christmas only comes once a year, right?
Its worth overdoing.

There's one display with a fireplace and a couple big armchairs looking like they are waiting for Santa to appear. Of course all the kids want to take turns getting their picture taken there. Which reminds me - I'm going to have to check with Joe and see if he wants to take Connor and Lily to see Santa together, or if we're going to pull straws to see who gets the honor.