While up on the mountain we robbed two trees of their branches in order to make mobiles for the crib and the changing table area. I felt bad about getting live branches but Adam said we had to. So, we picked branches that would eventually be cut anyway.
The best part is that these branches came from Camp Mitchell which is not only where I went to camp for every year as a kid but also where Adam and I wed almost exactly two years ago.
An added bonus was watching Adam try to wrangle the branches from the trees. Those poor trees did not want to let go. Pictures of the completed mobiles to come.
The baby this week is the size of a squash. Appropriate for this time of year, I think.
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