Picking out a Christmas Tree

Right when we left out front door to go looking for a Christmas tree, the snow started. But we are hardy New Englanders so we bundled up Bridget and headed out anyway. Ken is so tough he didn't even bring a winter coat or gloves.

Considering Ken's lack of outerwear, Bridget's coat having been dropped into a puddle when we arrived, Bridget continuously pulling off her hat and gloves, and the brisk snowfall, it was a quick trip. We found the perfect tree anyway though. We'll post some decorating pictures later.