Originally, we had planned to attend a few Christmas events during the first part of December: The Festival of Trees, Breakfast with Santa and The Forgotten Carols. After we did our budget we realized we had enough money to only do one event. Although I have been dying to go to The Forgotten Carols for years, I just couldn't give up our family tradition of attending The Festival of Trees, so attend it we did.
Every year we each choose a themed tree of interest (i.e. scrapbooking, Harry Potter, The Simpsons, music, baking cookies, etc.) to be on the hunt for. Then once your tree is found, we take a picture of you in front of it. Unfortunately, this year we got a little sidetracked and only took pictures of particularly unique trees and trees that were our children's favorites.
Palmer's favorite tree: Mickey Mouse theme
Brody's favorite tree: Cookie Monster theme
We enjoyed some mouthwatering scones with honey butter and washed them down with some chocolate milk. We sat by the sweetest pair of old men while we ate. They were so charming and kind. They truly had the spirit of Christmas.
We ended the evening in the children's activity area. We purchased a wand for each of the boys and Palmer took a turn in the bubble machine. He was so excited to get inside a bubble. He was actually shaking in anticipation. When it was his turn he just about ran into the pool of bubble solution before the attendants could help him up onto the stool.
We had a wonderful time. The boys were really well behaved, but after a couple hours of gazing at the trees they were done.
We only got a glance at the gingerbread houses and didn't even see the small trees, wreaths, other decorations or the store. But honestly, Greg and I were done too. As we were leaving, Greg and I couldn't help but chuckle about the previous trips to the Festival of Trees with my mother. She loved the festival even more than I do, and would make sure to see every single display. Many years she would continue to roll herself around in her wheelchair for about an hour after the rest of us sat pooped out on a chair in the corner. Oh how I love that woman and the zest she had for life! Hopefully one day we will be able to donate a tree in her memory.