Merril found a fabulous tree and cut it down. It was located at the bottom of a hill and the Tahoe was at the top. So I helped him drag it up the steep parts and then let him do the rest. It was the first year we've tied the tree to the top of the car. (We've always had a truck or trailer or something.)
I was there too, sipping hot chocolate. This picture is wiggy, but everything else the kids took was out of focus or too dark to enhance.
After cutting and playing, we sipped hot chocolate or apple cider and ate ginger spice cookies. It was a wonderful time!The kids wanted me to take a picture of them sleeping. FYI: They're all awake and posing for a picture.
On the way home, we had to make a quick fix because the wind gusted and blew the tree sideways on the roof. Luckily it didn't fall off, just turned sideways.
It was righted and we continued on our way. During this trip, I thought about the tradition of cutting down a fresh tree for Christmas. Merril only started cutting trees when we got married, but I can't remember a single Christmas in my whole life that I didn't go cut a tree. I thought that was pretty darn great.



