If you know me, you know I hate the cold. Despite my loathing for frigid temperatures, Christmas is my favorite time of year. If you've ever been to my house, you know that I decorate... a lot. My grandpa always tells the same joke every year: "If you sit still long enough in my, Tamara's , or Sarah's house, you'll get decorated." It's true. I come from a long line of Christmas-happy decorators. Despite the fact that I'm super cheesy and traditional at Christmas, there is one thing I've never had... a real Christmas tree. I'm allergic to pine... BOO! I had always dreamed of riding in a sleigh, out in the snow to pick my tree. I have never had the experience of going out and choosing my own tree... Until this year. While visiting my mother-in-law, I finally got to go to a tree farm to pick a tree. There was no snow involved (she lives near Beaumont) but instead of a sleigh, we loaded up in the Xterra and had a fabulous afternoon!
Michael was upset that we couldn't take a tree to our house.
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Great pictures I love it! Gwynaeth is getting so big and she looks just like you.
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