O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy leaves are so unchanging;
Not only green when summer's here,
But also when 'tis cold and drear.
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy leaves are so unchanging!
First we walked ten minutes to one end of the farm
only to discover those weren't the trees I wanted.
So they posed on the cow before
heading to the total opposite
end of the Christmas tree farm.
Mark was tired.
"Mom, can we PLEASE
get this one??"
"Yes! This is it!" The girls decided they
wanted a turn cutting the tree down.
I think sawing trees down isn't Beth's
cut of tea. Do you agree??
Timbeeeeerrrrr!!!
"Are you happy now, Mom??" :)
