Our neighbors next door own a Christmas tree farm so, naturally, we paid them a visit when the time came to get our tree. Only "next door" is several acres away, through the woods--over yonder if you will. The neighbors have free hot cocoa at their farm. And cookies. :)
Some people's sole responsiblity was to add to the cuteness factor...
...while the boys had the more difficult job of carrying the tree home for us through the woods.
What would I do without my strongmen? :)
(That's my mom smiling in the background, by the way. Isn't she a cutie?)