And Finding Our Christmas Tree.....The story.We headed on on the cold, but nice day to our favorite Beech Ridge Farm. We've been picking out our Christmas tree here since we moved to this town even before the kids (except for one year-I was pregnant with Lucas and we put up a fake tree---it just wasn't the same). Well, the tree crop seems to be getting thinner and thinner every year, so we walked around for what seemed like miles (and literally hours) across the whole field of trees looking for that "perfect one" "How about this one?" Trevor would say....."no I think I see a better one over there" and "Oh, it's to thin, too short, or it has a bald spot". I would have been happy with the first one we saw, but I was willing to take a "nice walk" The kids did great with all that walking, and then finally after the 50th tree that we thought was "the one", Lucas said," Just cut it already!" so we did, and we brought it home. It was short, but perfectly symmetrical and honestly we could have brought any tree home and it would have looked nice with all of our decorations. I hope these memories and traditions are something that the kids always take with them. I heart Christmas.
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I also heart Christmas. There is just something so magical about this time of year.
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