This Sunday's drive was "just down the road", about 25kms from home.
The perfect December Sunday outing. Selecting our Christmas tree.
The kids had fun, running through the trees, while we called out for them not to go too far. We inspected heights, bushiness, symmetry. Of course there was one who needed to relieve themselves amongst the trees. (It may or may not have been me). We measured against Mila on top of Daddy shoulders and finally decided on The One.
As Johnny carried her to the car I giggled at the kids:
Jenson: "Oh, you're strong Daddy"
Ruby: "Yeah, you look like a bush Daddy"
We took her home, where she has been lovingly adorned. More-so by Johnny than anyone else!
She smells so sweet. Like Christmas!
So, how's your Christmas tree looking?
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