Sunday, December 11, 2011

The Fifth Annual Christmas Tree Cutting


Last year, when we went to cut down our Christmas tree, it was pouring rain and freezing cold. We pretty much slopped through the mud to the closest field, picked the closest tree, chopped it down and got out of there.

The year before that it snowed.

The year before that, it was so cold everyone's fingers froze.

And the year before that, the very first year we did this, everything went okay until Johnny got tangled in some baling twine and did a face plant in the gravel.

I know I'm not making it sound very fun and it actually is. I've just learned over the years to keep my expectations low and to bring plenty of gloves.

This year was notable because Santa was at the tree farm and both kids consented to sit on his lap. We found a nice tree (and by nice, I mean it has a nice shape and it's not heavy) and chopped it down, then went on a wagon ride. It was chilly, but we were all bundled up well, including boots, and the sun was out so everything was great. There was some mud, but I didn't have to carry anyone this year and no one complained that it was cold or they had to pee or could we please go get some hot chocolate. Success!

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