I don't know why, but I always feel like getting our tree is sort of romantic and I get all mushy, gushy inside about it.
Anna and Abigail spent the whole time playing 'Hide and go Seek' among the trees... no help!
"Ready or not... here I come!"
Abigail and her love for here little "lamby"
And somehow among all that fun Scott and I found our tree...
Then it was time to pick a wreath... still no help... but I did find this... kissing under a mistletoe ball.
Again and again, they found every bit of mistletoe they could find.
An old fashioned fireplace at our little 'country' store where we paid for our tree, wreath, and mistletoe!
Oh how I love getting our tree..