Day 1063 -- O Christmas Tree
Today we headed out to Granny D's Christmas Tree farm to select our Christmas Tree for this year. The kids sang Christmas songs the entire way out to the farm, and once we arrived, we bumped along on the back of a tractor-drawn wagon to wooded fields full of blue spruce, Scotch pine, and Douglas fir. The kids were troopers despite the abundance of thorns and prickers we walked through. After carefully considering optimal height and girth, Colby dropped to the ground and used a handsaw to bring it down. We negotiated our prize back through the brambles and thickets, and the kids thumbed a ride back on the tractor. One of my favorite parts of the day was embracing my inner redneck with my husband, as we used rope to lash our tree to the top of the van. No need for a rack or a truck bed in this family. I laughed when people drove by wide-eyed as we tossed bright yellow rope to each other back and forth over the top of our van. Hey, ...