We had this great plan. On the Wednesday before Thanksgiving we were going to go to a tree farm and cut down our Christmas tree. But then, everyone was sick. Well, everyone except for me. So we put off the tree trip to Black Friday. But, on Black Friday, everyone was still sick, except for me. So we put off the tree trip until the next day. Then on Saturday everyone was still sick, except for me and Beckett. I was tired off all these sick people ruining the holiday, so Beckett and I headed out to the Christmas tree farm by ourselves.
It was a beautiful day to find a tree. Beckett and I had taken a preschool field trip to the tree farm, so we felt familiar with our surroundings. The crowds weren't bad at all. We picked up a saw and a cart and headed out to explore. We had a lot of choices.
It's difficult to pick a tree. I knew I wanted a fir tree with enough gaps for hanging ornaments. I have fond memories of the wild mountain White Fir trees we always had as kids, so I wanted as close of an approximation as I could get. I didn't want the tree to be too tall, but it's difficult to tell how big a tree is when you are surrounded by other tall trees.
Beckett was very helpful. He was really worried that we were going to lose our cart. (I kept leaving it while I checked out other trees.) Beckett didn't want a tree with a lot of bare spots, so we finally settled on one that we both thought looked good.
And I cut it down with the little saw. Beckett took the pictures.
We hauled the tree back to the front of the farm, bought it, strapped it to the car and drove it home. And I felt super awesome because I had just cut down our Christmas tree all by myself.
In it's final decorated state I was extra pleased with this tree.
One day Beckett informed us that the next day there would be a Christmas concert. I came home the next evening to a stage, a curtain, a spotlight, and chairs for the audience. Beckett sang us a variety of made-up Christmas songs. He has really been in the Christmas spirit all December. Felix got involved too wailing away on his harmonica. Then they got me on the stage to help them with some real songs.
We found this house on our way home one evening last week. The house next door had a sign in lights that said "ditto."