The Sunday after Thanksgiving is when we always try to go cut our Christmas tree, but some years (like last year) there is so much snow we can't even get our four-wheel drive vehicles into the mountains just a few miles away from home.
|First weekend in December, 2010|
But this year it was like a nice spring afternoon– sunshine, mud and all.
|Thanksgiving weekend, 2011|
|Azia ready to cut down some trees (pink ax & all)|
The little boys wanted a turn too.
And the first graders were actually busy working. In search of perfect trees. . .
They found a couple, cut them down, and loaded them up into the truck.
I think we'll keep them around.
Lex did a bit of looking for trees too. He liked this one
I told him it looked too big. He told me it wasn't too big at all. It was really good. I asked him if he thought it would fit in our house. He just looked up again and shook his head no. "But it's really good. Not too big at all."
So maybe that fitting in the house thing just wasn't one of his deal breakers.
We had a little fire for breaks in the tree hunting.
There was also gourmet meals fixings including hot dogs; marshmallows; crackers, meat, and cheese; and cookies.
|Lex & Nana|
|Azia taking her turn at the driving|
And by the end of the afternoon, we had trucks full of trees and smiling kids, two of the most important indicators of a successful trip.