We took a family trip up north (Justin laughs at me when I say that. We weren’t that far north.) to pick out our Christmas tree over the weekend. It was cold (seven degrees) and we really should have been bundled up like the little ones. We won’t make that mistake again.
Trying to warm my hands.
Bundled Baby
We picked out a tree, time to chop.
Justin gives it a go and finishes what we all started. 
A very pregnant Heather.
The family on a hay ride. The snow really started getting thick. 
Mother and Father-in-Law. 
Jake and his drunk bundled baby.
Aren’t we cute all cold and frozen? That’s Justin’s “it’s colder than a witches tit” face. 
No silly car in the driveway. Just a subie, all covered in snow. 
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