Oh Christmas Tree

Despite the fact that Logan is too young to form memories, having a newborn in the house gives Christmas a different meaning. So I am sure this blog will be littered with many holiday firsts as the holiday approaches in the next 3 weeks. This weekend's first was a Christmas tree.

Along with Christmas quickly approaching, so is the winter temperatures in New Hampshire. Despite the fact the high on Saturday was only supposed to be 35 degrees, I really wanted to take Logan to pick out his first Christmas tree. Matt and I debated what was the best way to take him out in the chilly weather: in the baby carrier worn by me under a winter coat or in his stroller under a bunch of blankets. We thought it was silly to get him out of the car seat and into the carrier for something that should take 10 minutes so we opted to dress him warmly and cover him with blankets. The clothing part was easy since we could just layer him. Keeping his head warm was also easy because we have hats. But then it dawned on me that we don't have mittens for him. So I did what any crafty mama would have done, I put socks on his hands!

Socks on the hands!

Once I was sure that Logan was dressed warmly, we were off to the farm to pick out a tree. I put his car seat in the stroller and covered the entire thing with two blankets because I did not think that one was enough. It took us about 10 minutes to pick out a tree and the whole time I was worried my baby was freezing. But a peak under the blankets revealed he was fast asleep. While Matt got the tree tied up, I picked up a wreath and we were off.

At the farm

Proof Logan was present under the blankets.

Logan was present for the selection of his first Christmas tree, but slept through the whole thing. But that's okay. Right now I think the memories are more for Mama then they are for Logan. 

Logan and Rocky in front of the finished tree.