When we moved here I couldn't wait for Christmas to go to a Christmas tree farm with the fam and cut down our tree. I thought it would be super magical. Well, I got the stomach flu the day before and was feeling less the awesome and it was raining, but we were determined to get our tree. So here we go!
We gave Porkchop permission, because he was wearing rain boots, to jump in as many puddles as he could find while looking for our tree. He was a little nervous at first and made sure to have reassurance that he wasn't going to get in trouble.
The excitement is almost to much to handle!!!!
YES!!! VICTORY!!!
Piglet was totally excited by the trees and the smell. Here she is smelling the trees.
Trying to find the perfect tree turned out to be more difficult than I thought.
But we finally found THE ONE and got to work.
Here's Piglet giving it a try...
with a little help from daddy.
Babe wasn't really diggin' the whole sawing thing.
Honey wasn't either. Check out that facial expression!
Carrying the tree was just as exciting for the older girls (insert sarcasm here).
2 seconds in . . . here we are taking a break from carrying the tree.
As long as we were taking a break I figured it was the perfect opportunity to take a sibling picture.
Man! Finding a tree is exhausting!
