On Wednesday, we went on a search for the perfect tree with Grandma and Grandpa Brower. This would be Mathias' first real Christmas tree, so it had to be perfect.

Mathias had no idea what was going on, nor did he care. He was just having a blast running through the trees and having everyone chase after him.

Of course, every time I wanted to take a picture of him he would either look down or turn around and run. The pictures are cute anyways.

Poor "mema," we drug them to two lots looking for that perfect tree, but it was worth it.
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