We talked about cutting a tree down. We talked about trekking out to a tree farm thirty minutes away. We talked about finding the perfect Griswold Hassenrik Christmas tree. We decided to once again go behind the liquor store and buy an outrageously priced, half-dead tree instead. Family tradition I guess.
Here we go
That one looks good
My cute family
Hey look, I made it into a picture
I don't know what they are doing but I thought it was cute I guess...
Dancing to a little Christmas music
The Star
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