Christmas Tree Farm-ing

We went to the Christmas Tree Farm this weekend to scour the rows and rows and rows of Christmas trees for the perfect one. Neither my husband or I had ever been to a Christmas tree farm, and it is hands down the best family tradition to start. All of the trees were perfectly manicured and look edstraight out of a storybook. As a bonus, they had a hayride, bounce house, BBQ, a train and a few farm animals. 

Before we took the hayride deep into the farm, Anabelle wanted to hop on the bounce house. With mommy. Not allowed, they said. So, we hopped on the hayride, and off we went. Anabelle absolutely loved getting pulled by a tractor! She loves farm equipment and trains. It must be that Texas blood in her ;)

Always with a snack. And juice. Juice is her new jam. 

You see that sad, dead spot on the tree? It's faced towards the wall. The tree itself is absolutely gorgeous and fluffy. I love it. It's sitting in the middle of our living room waiting to be decorate. Tonight, I promise. We had a few, okay a lot, of technical difficulties trying to get it to stand up straight. User error, I bet.

Leather Jacket // Cardigan // Jeans // Puffer Jacket // Leggings (sold out) // Moccs 

Before we left, Anabelle wanted one more shot at the bounce house. She totally understood she I couldn't go in with her (even though my husband didn't fail to mention I'm child size, anyway) and she did it!

Bounce house win.

We also went to visit Santa, but after a meltdown and a protest, they didn't become fast friends. Oh, don't you worry my dearest, we will attempt the Santa picture another weekend. And it will be glorious.

Cheers to Monday.