A Christmas Adventure

On Sunday we had a wonderful Christmas adventure. After church we went to some friends and spent the afternoon searching for Christmas trees. What a great experience! It was so much fun to try to find that perfect tree, something I take very seriously. I took my time, not willing to settle with the first tree that caught my eye. The tree had to pass the rigorous "5 point Trammel inspection" before I would dare let it into my home and give it the lofty title of the Family Christmas Tree. My methods were unusual and maybe even foolish to those who were with me, as I was constantly hassled for the amount of time I was taking and the large distance I was covering, but I was not moved (and I think the results speak for themselves). Christmas is serious business in the Trammel household and the tree is something that you must give the proper attention. In time, we committed to a beautiful little blue spruce and we are thrilled to share the holidays with it.

Big Girl

Emma loves her zebra! She usually stands in front of it and shakes it so the music plays. She understands that you are supposed to sit on the zebra, but never attempted to on her own... until now. It was so cute she was playing in her room, all by herself, and I went to peak on her because it was very quiet. When I looked around the corner, I saw her trying to get on the zebra, after a few tries she finally did it and she was so proud of herself. She is such a big girl.

I got caught eating peanut butter

Emma loves to play in the kitchen and empty the cupboards she particularly likes to carry the peanut butter around, and on this day she was doing just that. I continually check on her to make sure she isn't eating things off the floor, so I glanced down at her and she was biting the lid to the crunchy peanut butter, so I continued to talk to Coy. Not more than 2 minutes passed when I looked down once again to check on her but this time she was sitting on the floor with the peanut butter between her legs she had somehow removed the lid to the jar and she was covered in peanut butter. At first glance you may not notice but her face and hand are covered in peanut butter. I guess we now know she is not allergic to PB.

Is it a horse or a dog?

On my may to the store I say what appeared to be a small horse in the parking lot. After further investigation i realized it was just the biggest dog i have ever seen. He was so large his owners had to tie him to the car while they shopped. I'm not sure but this may be one of the moments where it is appropriate to say "only in Montana."

Little helper

Emma makes messes all day long and I clean them up all day long, but tonight she decide to help. At least thats what she thought she was doing when she empteed one of the kitchen cabinets and then put the clean dishes in the dishwasher. In reality she was making a bigger mess for me but it was so cute.

Working for the Green Mermaid

A few weeks ago i got a job working for a Mermaid, well a siren actually, and for those of you who dont know it loves coffee and it speaks a very complex language. It loves words like breve, machiatto, misto and ristretto. It is a very picky mermaid but once you get to know it it's a lot of fun.

Good Bye Mr. Coffee, Hello Cuisinart!

This coffee pot is just one of the many perks of having your husband work at starbucks. Now when Coy started we talked about getting a new one but in reality our Mr Coffee was working fine and there was just no justifying it even with his discount. Well that was until last week when Coy dropped the coffee pot and shattered it all over the kitchen floor. Now thanks to him (no really thanks!) its good bye Mr Coffee, hello cuisinart metal filter happy cup of coffee. In fact I'm going to enjoy a cup right now.

Cuddle Time

After enjoying dinner in White Fish, Coy and Emma cuddled on the walk back to the car Coy was enjoying this daddy daughter time so much that he didnt want to put her in the car seat.

I give kisses now

Out For A Manly Walk

So, Levi and I decided to enjoy a beautiful Montana evening together by going on a lovely stroll with our daughters. This may sound like an odd thing for two burly men to do but I assure it was not. It was quite possibly the most manly thing I have done all week. For reasons I cannot explain in words, I felt testosterone pulsing through my veins as we pushed the stroller over tree bark and along a flowing stream. It was a riveting experience. 2 men, 2 little girls, and 1 walk to remember.