I LOVE picking out Christmas trees. My dream is to cut down our own one year; Coby thinks it's silly but I think he'll break down so I stop talking about it. After all, he is now on board with my "needing a real Christmas tree" thing. Half the fun of having a real tree is scouring the tree lots for the perfect one for you. I found one that was great, but then Coby found our perfect tree in the back corner with the top still tied up. (He does get into it now)
And yes, I know it is January 26th, but to be honest, we just took our tree out 2 days ago. We try to hang on for a long time.
Two of these are my parent's trees. No we do not get 3.
Coby decorating the tree. He is better at it than me!
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My family went to the mountains to cut down our own trees for several years; yeah, it's not all it's cracked up to be. All the trees we got were Charlie Brown trees...
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