Today was a little different. It was cold (34 degrees Farenheit), but not cold enough for snow. It was damp; there was a very, very fine mist of rain. It was gloomy and gray out. There are so many evergreens out here that the house at the very end of the main street by our house was selling them and so we didn't have to drive an hour to a tree farm like I remember as a kid - 5 minutes tops.
We all bundled up and argued for about 30-40 minutes over what tree we wanted. Getting 7 people to all agree on one tree, while chasing around a 1 year old that doesn't want to be held or hold anyone's hand isn't all that much fun.) So after looking at all the trees at least twice, we finally decided on one. It wasn't too bushy so that it would take up so much space once indoors and not too tall so that the top needs to be trimmed off to fit either. And then all the kids had to start arguing over who was going to go first (everyone who wanted one would get a turn) sawing it down.
During all of this commotion, Andrew is waddling (in his snowsuit) around by himself, since he won't let anyone help him. He ended up falling, face first in a pile of dog crap. Of course I didn't bring anything with me to wipe him off and wasn't sure what was dirt and what was poop on his hands and face so I didn't even want to hold him now. Good thing the tree was almost cut and the car ride home was short. He went straight in the tub and now we're going to get some stuff moved around and decide on where to put the tree. Fun times! :)
And even though today was a little different from all of those trips to cut down a Christmas tree that I remember as a kid, it was still one of those unforgettable trips that maybe the kids will remember when they get older and will be able to compare to their new adventures as they go. :)