We get our Christmas tree every year from our friend Mr Ken. His family has a farm where you pick out your tree and they cut it down right in front of you. I wanted everyone to be able to go, but if we waited for that, we would never get a tree. Bennett was napping and Daddy was watching soccer. The girls and I headed out to pick out the perfect tree.
Here is Carly's shot of the sheep on the farm.
Got to get a picture each year of the girls running!
Our tree!
Me and my girls with our fallen tree.
Then they took turns taking my picture with their sister. Me with Joiner!
Me with Carly; only slightly out of focus:)
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