Today, the Friday after Thanksgiving, we went hunting for our Christmas tree. It was Kate's first time bundling up and trekking around a Christmas tree farm to find the perfect tree. (Technically, she didn't do any trekking--only riding on Jeff's back--but you feel my imagery, right?)
We had to find just the right tree. We have tall ceilings, but the corner we place the tree in our living room is close to a heating radiator. The branches can't be too close to it. So, the search for a tall narrow tree was quite a quest.
After considering several, we decided on one and Jeff got to work.
Kate watched. I always wonder what goes through babies' minds when they experience new things. As Kate looked on with interest, what exactly was she interested in?
We were happy with the tree and carried it back to the farm owner's garage to have it measured and to pay for it.
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