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.)


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