|Poppy let him blow the horn!|
We decided to go get our Christmas tree even though it was raining. My dad is the master of picking out a tree. I remember going to three or four different tree lots when I was little in pursuit of the perfect tree. Dad would size up the trees and if they didn't meet his standards we were out of there and onto the next tree lot.
Luckily, we found a tree at the first stop that met everyone's standards!
|Helping to put the tree on the car|
Dad's visit made me a little less homesick and I'm so glad he got to spend time with the littles. Now to get ready for the Holidays.