Every year, we go to the Christmas tree farm where Santa is. We get a Christmas tree and spend a lot of time finding the right one. When we were looking for our tree this year, Mom told me about two years ago when everyone found the right tree but I didn't think it was the one. They went around the field again and came back to the same tree (I didn't know) and asked me about it. I said, "Yes!" I laughed at the story. What I love the most about going to the Christmas tree farm is seeing Santa and drinking hot chocolate.
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