To the Tree Farm

We made our way to Baker's Tree Farm on Friday morning, the day after Thanksgiving. Me, Jack, Charlie, Miss Lisa (our babysitter) and Emma, Lisa's 7 yr old daughter all piled in the van. We were some of the first people at the Tree Farm, so we had our pick of trees. We got a short, fat tree. I figured it fit in with our family! Jack helped me saw, but Lisa made the final push to get the tree down. We petted the ponies and the dog, had hot cider and put the tree on the top of the van.

Now, everytime we pass someone with a tree on the top of the car, Jack will yell, "Look Mommy - they went to the farm!"