There is no tradition that my family has inherited from JDubbs’s side that I love more than going out to cut down our Christmas tree. When we first moved to Vermont, I was appalled at the idea and thought the Lorax himself was going to spring from a stump and speak for the trees. I realize now that this is a business up here that is run responsibly and well, and I feel fine about our annual foray into the forest to find the perfect Christmas tree. This year we brought the newlyweds, Auntie Amanda and Uncle Chris, along as well.
This particular tree farm is not my favorite spot for a variety of reasons, but they do have some lovely trees. It was pretty windy, even without a snowflake to be seen, but that didn’t deter Em, who is always Daddy’s biggest helper on his outdoor projects. A few sure strokes and this little beauty is ours!
Little H was NOT a fan of the cold and I don’t think she understood what in God’s name we were doing meandering through a dense forest looking for trees, especially considering that we live in the woods! She just wanted to be warm and I can’t blame her. Jax was completely attached to his newly minted uncle, so it was a quick turnaround once we cut down the tree to head back to the warmth of the car.
Sorry, Dad and Em. You’re on your own. I’m helping Uncle Chris.
No worries, bro. I got this.
Everyone got a tree: Auntie Amanda and Uncle Chris, Auntie Jenny, and Nana and Papa, who tried to downsize to a smaller tree this year, and have now designated theirs a “wimpy” tree.
They all fit in Papa’s new red pickup truck, and after lunch we all went to our respective homes for the best part–to decorate our lovely trees!
I will never get tired of their excited voices as we (attempt to) hand out and admire the ornaments slowly, appreciating where we got each one and from whom. I love how they insist on wearing Santa hats and reindeer antlers, and how no matter how many times we ask them not to, they still put three or four ornaments on the same branch and leave entire sections bare. But by the end, we have more than enough ornaments to fill every crevice, and three very happy little elves.
And one very happy Mommy! I love that it’s beginning to look so very much like Christmas!