As if I wasn't feeling crazy for having a dog birthday party, we also drove 2 hours to Wyoming to cut down our Christmas tree.
In the mountains
Poor Annabelle kept falling and her boots kept coming off. She had a pretty miserable time (so by default we all had a miserable time). Dan says she is banned from picking out a Christmas tree until she is 8. 
We cuddled up in the car while Dan went out and found our tree.
Dan with his trophy
Annabelle thought she could hold the tree down all by herself. On a side note, Annabelle wanted to say our family prayer tonight. Dan "helped" her by saying the words for her to repeat. After every sentance, all she kept saying was "Jesus." It was cute.
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Nice Job, Dan! We'll have to come and check it out...that is a little crazy to drive clear to Wyoming to get your tree, but a trip I'm sure you will remember for awhile!
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