We were disappointed this year when that amazing little u-cut Christmas tree farm we found last year (super cheap trees) was closed. But we drove a few miles farther and paid a little more money and wondered through a bunch of Christmas trees looking for the perfect one.
prancing feet
What do you know? We found the perfect tree right in the same spot in which D started melting down. It was the one for us. Because we needed to hurry up and make a quick exit to the car. Good thing it was a really pretty tree.
you see why it was time to go . . .
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