This year's tree -- straight from Salem, Oregon...again -- is a gorgeous, unbelievably fragrant, Grand Fir.
Mark set it up. I put the lights on. Then we let the boys go wild with the ornaments.
I'm not sure if I've ever had a Grand Fir before but this baby makes the house smell like Christmas. The fresh aroma of evergreen fills the house. I can't remember ever being able to smell the Christmas tree from upstairs, yet each morning that is the smell that greets me.