We finally went out and got a Christmas tree this weekend.
We killed two birds with one stone, so to speak, because Glenn thought this particular tree looked like it was rotten inside, so wanted it gone anyway. I love it when his forester tendencies and our desire for a nice tree come together!
We offered to help him carry the tree, but he was determined to do it himself. Morgan talked us into getting a little tree for his room, too. And then Ellea got in on the tree action, so we have three trees in our house. That's a first!
Hauling our tree home.
Morgan sledded his tree home. Not many people can say they've sledded with a Christmas tree. Not many trees can say they've gone sledding.
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