We have been going to the same Christmas tree farm for, well, I can't remember since when. Probably working on 13 years or more.
This year we took Josiah & his little brother, Noah.
And this year it was RAW,COLD, and SNOWING. It was bordering on miserable, except we are hunting for our Christmas tree, And that in it of itself cannot be miserable.
No matter how long we were out there in the cold.
Which always seems to be way too long.
John took the boys on a "rickshaw" ride. Running up & down on the carrier. The boys were having a blast.
After being there for a while I turned around and saw this. I was not surprise in the least bit. I remember Chloe begging her daddy to carry her all the time. He always did. And I remember her having the same exact look on her face then, too.
Hoops found the perfect tree. It was the perfect height & perfect width.
First Noah & Samuel were sawing away at the tree. Then John took over. Meanwhile Hoops was wondering why they didn't bring their sawzall. He has no Christmas spirit when he is cold. He just wanted to get the job done and go in the warm car.
The boys dragged the tree to the carrier, loaded it, and then carried it to the car.
Walking back. It was still snowing/ sleeting. And cold. It was about high 20s, but since it was also wet, it was just, well, raw. To the bones raw.
After loading on top of the car, the boys went into the shack and got their hot chocolate. A job well done. :)
It was so nice to get in the car and blast the heat.
Now its time to decorate!!!