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??"  :)