A Hunting We Will Go

We cut down our very first Christmas tree this weekend. And in order to get Isabelle excited about it, we told her we were going to go hunting for a tree. I think because she always hears about her daddy going hunting, she thought she'd see what it was all about. So rather than going to get a pre-cut tree in town like we usually do, we bundled the kids up and headed for a tree farm. It ended up being a bigger ordeal than necessary! I had heard of a tree farm that wasn't far away but I couldn't remember the name...only knew that it started with an "H" and was 5 miles before Leon and that there were signs for it. Well, we drove well out of the way without seeing any sign whatsoever. On our way back, only about a mile or two away from our house, there it was...a white sign in white snow! No wonder we didn't spot it the first time! Surprisingly, our moods were bright despite the long detour, so we decided we would still tackle cutting down our Christmas tree. It ended up being so much fun! They had a sled for the kids to ride, as well as hot cider and candy canes (which we didn't take advantage of). The owner was very nice as well. I think we have started a new family tradition now!

The tree farm

The warm hut that served hot cider and candy canes (and also where you could go if you were cold)

Daddy pulling the sled

Sled ride

Cutting the tree

Dragging the tree

On our way!

The flock of geese that flew over just as we were about to leave

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