O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum...

We went this weekend with our friends to the tree farm to pick out our Christmas tree. Going with our friends has become a tradition and I believe we celebrated our fifth year of tree hunting with them this year.





Alli is such a sweetheart. She'll be 16 this year and she never seems to mind that my girls hang all over her. They idolize her of course. Anything Alli does or says is wonderful and is copied.

How did the Unibomber get into the FBI?

Everyone takes turns using the saw. E was having trouble so Mr. Fix-It had to step in to save the day. I believe Steve didn't saw the tree at all this year. I think S3 had the final cut.












This tree farm had the most unique trees. They had legs and walked themselves up to the tree pick-up.

Look at the look on E's face. She knows noone should have let G have that saw.

This was the first year we went far enough from the "base camp" that we rode the wagon out and back. The sun started to set (which actually made picture taking very tricky) and when went over this hill, we could see the Pagoda lit up on the mountain. It was very cool. Unfortunately we were in a bouncy wagon and I couldn't get a shot.

Every year I take a picture of the boys to show their growth in a year's time. You can see how much they've matured.

Ah, our favorite part of the tradition... Cocoa and cookies.











G tried to help Steve put the tree on the car but it took Mr. Fix it to come to the rescue again.