I have to pick one?!
OK, I can do this. The tree. It has to be the tree. My parents, brothers and I all go to get our trees on the same day (last Saturday). We go back on a horse-drawn wagon and cut our own, then we spend the day at each home setting them up, ending at my parents for games and sloppy joes.
This year was great. DD fell in love with the giant draft horses that pull the wagons and must've kissed them each about six times. Mom almost had a heart attack.
Then once the wagon started moving, DD sang all the way back to the field. She has a blast.
And I have to say I'm a music nut. I'm currently listening to Dean Martin's version of "Baby it's Cold Outside."
