It was time! Time to get a tree. I was feeling so out of the Christmas spirit. I could have been my heavy heart (see last post) or just my feeling of being overwhelmed by all I have to do but whatever the reason, I needed a boost in the Christmas directions.
We headed out, in the dark (it gets dark so early here) to cut our own. I'd love to pretend we hiked deep into the snow filled woods to find our perfect tree but as someone who has actually done this as a child, it's highly overrated! We went to a tree farm about 5 mins from our house. Somewhat less romantic but way more practical.
Here is my troupe trying to decide what tree is the most desirable. Notice the flashlight in Hubby's hand. He's always thinking.
I'm pretty sure the whole trip was all about this for son #1...
How about this one mom??? Too small? Really? Cuz it seems just right to me!
After tramping around in the pitch black, trying not to trip on the stumps of already cut trees....
WE FOUND IT!!! YAY! Gather everyone for a picture!
And then it was down to business...the cutting involved a lot of laying on the ground and hunching over with a flashlight.
Mission complete! Back to our house for chili. And wine, don't forget that.
Christmas is officially ON!