The Start of a New Tradition?

Jeff arrived home early from work today and announced that he had heard about a Christmas tree farm fairly close to us where we could go and cut our own tree--and it would be cheaper than any we could buy in town, anyway. :) So we eventually got ourselves loaded up in the minivan and set out on this adventure. With no better directions than "it's in Singers Glen, close to the post office, and over a hill," we weren't quite sure if we would be able to find it! After only one stop at the local market in Singers Glen to ask directions (where we saw a dead bear--A BEAR--in the back of a hunter's pick-up truck...which reminds me, I have had way too many scary dreams involving bears recently...anyway...), we did indeed find the place--and had enough daylight left to get a tree (a White Pine tree, which is my favorite for Christmas!) and almost make it home before it got dark.

It was really fun to go pick a tree and cut it down ourselves! That's actually something that I've never done before, so I was happy to finally have that experience. Everything about it was really so great that I can definitely imagine we'll go back next year...and the next year...and the next...

~ our weather has been chilly recently; and when Jeff had to take both hands out of his pockets to cut down the tree, I lovingly :) offered him my gloves...he said, "Oh, I don't need them; this won't take me but 3 minutes"...he only over-estimated by about 2 minutes, since it seemed like in less than 60 seconds, he had that tree down...I didn't even have time to take all the pictures I was planning to do :)
~ Daddy and his boys...I lagged behind, letting my weary self have a slower pace over the hill...I can't figure out why pregnancy affects so many parts of my body! :)
~ one happy kid