journaling: The first weekend in December, we called up my parents to go help Trekker search for the perfect Christmas tree. Trekker was now walking on his own, and very excited to have gramma and grampa along. He enjoyed smelling the stickey sap, and helped pick trees of all sizes. Jesse borrowed a saw from the tree farm owner, and cut down the choosen one. The smell was fantastic, and the needles were soft for an evergreen, the perfect combination. We loved our rolly-polly tree.
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