Our wonderful Christmas tree outing tradition with Grandpa was extremely brief this year, due to cold, windy, rainy weather. We were fortunate enough to have a conveniently timed, short reprieve from the pelting rain long enough to find a tree, cut it down, and quickly be on our way. Franny and Cole didn't seem to mind the light rain, mud, and rain, and especially liked Grandpa's chainsaw. But, they also seemed to be glad when we once again in dry, warm clothes. While it was unfortunate our trip was rushed, and our haste probably resulted in our selection not being the best tree at the farm, it was still very special to continue our tradition with Grandpa. And, as far as Franny and Cole are concerned, that's all that matters, anyway. How right they are!
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