We are fresh tree people, we make a day out of going to a tree farm and picking out trees. One for my parents, one for Em and Chad, and for two years now, one for me. Three trees and a lot of driving about, setting them up at various homes. It’s a big day.
This year, we had both Arionna and Simon with us. I decided we should do something different, ala cut down our own trees. My dad was not too keen on this, and we made him go on his birthday, but he agreed, because this is something the kids would enjoy.
We went to Krueger’s tree farm in Lake Elmo and realized that there are many, many acres to hike. Luckily, it was a beautiful day, nearly 50° outside. There wasn’t even snow on the ground, which is unusual for tree shopping.
After much debate and discussion of tree styles, Chad and Em found theirs first.
Simon was watching my dad saw, but then realized the tree would fall soon and is scampering out of the way. Kind of like his life depends on it, which it does not, but it is better to be safe than sorry, I suppose.
Em is holding it while my dad saws and Chad prepares to catch.
Auntie Emmy explaining something to Simon.
Simon really wanted to carry the saw. My dad let him and he was so proud. He is so careful…he is following Grandma trying to get her to pick one so that he can help cut it down.
This one needed to be carried the whole time because the ground was so spongy and uneven she kept stumbling. Plus, she walks way slower than needed on a large trek.
However, isn’t that a beautiful mommy/daughter picture?
I said to him. “Give me your best, ‘I’m holding a saw’ smile” and I got this. He’s so darling. Minus that dumb hat.
My dad and Chad carried their tree to the crest of the hill. When my mom found one, Chad came back to cut it down, and then we needed someone to carry it. My mom volunteered and I got what I think may be the cutest picture of the day.
There are not many pics of these two together, but this is so darn cute.
I was the only one not to find a tree to cut. They don’t let them get cut down unless they’re really big and I wanted a smaller tree. Mine is only 6.5′ this year, which is plenty. I found one in the pre-cut lot, and it is beautiful. They aren’t as wildly beautiful as the natural cut-your-own, but I still love it.
While we were waiting for the trees to be prepped to take home, we ran into someone special. Simon was scared and wouldn’t go anywhere near him. Em carried Arionna over….
…and she immediately buried her head in Mommy’s shoulder. Shyness took over. But, after some coaxing, she warmed up, just a bit.
He was a really nice Santa. I wish Simon wasn’t scared of him, but….
We delivered Em and Chad’s tree first, and helped them get it up. When I say “helped”, I mean, Chad and Dad put it up, Emmy told them what to do, I made wisecracks and took pictures and Mom and the babies watched.
Then to my parent’s house, to put up their tree.
During this process, I actually do help. I’m allowed. It’s a system we’ve perfected over 20+ years of practice. Dad secures it, Mom holds it steady, and I direct them to make certain it is straight. I have a good eye for that. We get it right every time.
Here’s mine, all ready for decoration. Isn’t it all lush and beautiful? Even though I was aiming for (and achieved) smaller, it is still huge.
As promised, here is a picture with the lights, that doesn’t suck (ie, from my camera phone)
Unfortunately, I forgot to take a picture with the ornaments on until AFTER I uploaded…so you can’t see that one, not until I upload again, probably after Christmas.
Ah well, something to look forward to, or else just stop by to see it!
And that long adventure is the story of how we got our trees this year. Merry Christmas!