Each year since Mark and I have been married, we've gone to a tree farm to pick out and cut down our Christmas tree, so it was no different this year. We looked back at our pictures from last year's tree cutting, and Nina was just over 6 months old and spent the afternoon in the Baby Bjorn while we were tree hunting. This year was a much different experience. She seemed to enjoy tromping around the fields of the tree farm, and we found our perfect tree just before it got dark.
We finally found our perfect tree.
It's at this point when Mark has been laying on the cold ground cutting down the tree and then has to drag it back to the tree store that he wonders why we don't just buy a pre-cut tree each year!
We made it back just before it got dark.
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