Sunday, November 29, 2009



We found our Christmas tree at a farm just a few
minutes from our house. It was a lovely place.


. . .




They wanted this tree. But, Holly said no.
It had a funny sticky out problem near it's thighs.



Still no. "Sorry guys, trust me, I'm... a tree expert."


Dad towards the end: "Okay guys, just pick out a tree.
Just pick one.... Just one. Just CHOOSE one now. Or I will!
"

Us: "But, there's too many choices..."


Back at home getting our decorating on...


. . .


'Tis the season for fir and fudge and Holly and jolly...ness!

(Poetic, fail.)


2 comments:

Mrs.Rabe said...

Wonderful photos of your goofy, adorable family! No wonder we love you all!

B.M.X. for Christ said...

Sick!!!:)I love that kid in there that looks like ME!!!hahaha