Tree Hunt

This year we decided to try to cut down a Christmas tree. I remember it was so fun when I was little. We were a little apprehensive that it would take forever and end with screaming kids and not really be fun, but it actually really was fun. First we drove and drove. At the bottom of the mountain there were not too many Christmas tree looking trees, and you were not supposed to cut down Pinion Pines, and we didn't know what that was, so we kept driving. We decided to follow this truck, because what else are you doing on the mountain in December besides cutting a Christmas tree. He went a lot higher and further than we probably would have, but then there started to be aspens and what I think are blue spruce- at least they look like Christmas trees. James fell asleep on our long drive up, so he was not very happy at first.

Spencer however was right in his element, he thought it was so much fun to hike through the woods.

The tree we chose was really about 20 feet from the car.  We did walk farther in to look at other ones, but this one was our favorite.

The boys loved saying "timber" and helping carry the tree out.  It was pretty small, but a good size for our house.

We decorated it the next day since we got back pretty late.  Grandma Coombs sent presents to open when we decorated the tree

New ornaments!

I thought Spencer would have allergies to the tree, and we both had itchy eyes the day after, but then nothing.  I think we have found a new family tradition.