We came home from Chicago late Saturday night which meant we had the day Sunday to relax. Well, instead of relaxing, we decided to get ready for Christmas. We headed up to our favorite farm, StonyCreek and picked out the perfect tree. This is my favorite tradition of the whole year.
Elijah and Daddy on the tractor, which was driven by Santa.
The first trees we saw were the perfect size for Elijah. He loved exploring the fields.
More exploring. Found a stick.
Leah and me. Truth be told, Leah did not love her first Christmas tree experience. But, as I explained to her, it's tradition, which means you do it whether you like it or not.
There is a song on Barney where a little kid sits on a tree stump. Because of that dumb song, Elijah had to sit on every little stump he saw.
Ready to measure. We were trying to keep the tree shorter than me this year. That didn't happen, but it is only 6 feet, so we did pretty well.