It’s that time again. The annual getting of the Christmas tree.
We have gone to this cute little farm just about 2 minutes from our house for the last couple of years.
They wanted a picture with the cute little horse. That cute little horse took advantage of nobody looking and tried to eat Bethany’s sweat shirt.
They wanted a picture of them hugging the short, fat tree. Apparently the sun was in their eyes.
Here’s our perfect tree.
Here’s proof that Mom was there too.
Hannah putting the saw away like a boss.
And now it stands in the front living room, ready for gifts.
I love that red, plaid deer with the green bow tie.
The house is all ready for Christmas.
And Bethany is exhausted from all that work. But at least she sleeps in full Christmas spirit.
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