This past Saturday, we went to get our tree for Christmas. (I don't know why this is undrlining everything that I write, sorry). Anyway, we had a great time. It was cold, but not quite as bad as last year. And besides, it ought to be illegal to get a Christmas tree when it is warm out. 
After much deliberating, we finally decided upon a tree...a 7' Frasier Fir. Dan had quite the time trying to cut it down. Miah, of course, was right there trying to help out.
After much deliberating, we finally decided upon a tree...a 7' Frasier Fir. Dan had quite the time trying to cut it down. Miah, of course, was right there trying to help out.
There is something really sweet about this picture of DaniRae. She was underneath the tree watching to make sure the guy were cutting it down right. 
Here is my strong husband dragging his tree out of the forest....er, well, tree field. Quite the adventure for all of us, but Dan did take the brunt of the work. He goes to such great lengths for his family to be happy...cutting down trees, decorating the outside of the house, carrying 4 plus boxes of snowmen and other decorations up from the basement. He is a wonderful husband.
AnaGrace is very enamored with the tree and loves to see it "on". She is quick to point out any "kissmass tees" that we see when we are out and about.
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