Every year, usually the Saturday after Thanksgiving we have a tradition of going and finding that perfect Christmas tree and chopping it down. One year it was so warm out that Dan wasn't wearing a coat and actually got poison ivy when he was down on the ground cutting the tree down. This year it wasn't near that warm, in fact it was pretty cold, but we still went. This was Ian's 2nd year to go and Sydney's first. We kept her covered up quite well because she is still so little. It was a fun time. Or at least it was after I reminded Dan that this is supposed to be fun and that it's no big deal if we don't have the tree picked out in 5 minutes. If I can survive the cold,....anyone can!
Whitley carrying Sydney!
No matter how cold it is, Ian absolutely loves being outside. He also wants to help with everything, he had to help Daddy pull the sled with the tree on it. He doesn't want to be left out of anything and has to see everything that is going on
