It’s Christmas Day (night), and I’m blogging about when we got our tree on Dec 1. Ah well.
I need to start by saying for the first time in at least three years (if not six years), our road trip to the tree farm was drama, tantrum, and meltdown-free. It was pleasant, FUN even!! Historically the children have always had some sort of spastic issue on the way to, from, or during the tree farm experience. This year? The drive was nice, the lunch at Culver’s went well, and the tree farm itself?! Fabulous!! I just HAD to get that recorded:)
We went to the tree farm this year the Sunday of Thanksgiving weekend- early for us, but that’s how it worked out this year. There was no snow this year, which is always a bit strange when you’re selecting a Christmas tree. But the temps were relatively mild, so that made up for it. The first thing we did when we got there was visit with Santa. Sam was a little shy with the jolly guy, but did manage to sit on his lap. Sam told Santa he wanted a ninja suit, and Ryan asked for a light saber.
We found our tree relatively quickly in the balsam fir field.
The boys wanted to be in charge of pulling the tree on the sled back to the car. But when there’s no snow, a sled with a tree on it doesn’t go very well:)
We got our tree bundled up, visited the petting zoo animals and little playhouse (and some toboggans, the boys didn’t want to leave those), and the outhouse (it wouldn’t be a tree farm visit without a stop in the outhouse) and then we were on our way back to Mpls. We got the tree set up and decorated that same afternoon/evening. Both boys were thrilled to be hanging ornaments, and I don’t think we lost any this year until a few hours after decorating when a couple ornaments fell off overloaded branches and one shattered.
Oh yeah, I was there too. Here we are riding in the back of the Volvo while pulling the tree behind us.