We took possession our new home last Friday and moved in the next day. Even though we were (and still are) swimming in piles of boxes and totes, one thing was very evident, we needed to get a Christmas Tree. Being the week before Christmas and having a toddler that was super excited for anything and everything Christmas, there was no way around it. We made it our priority that no matter what state we were in moving / unpacking wise the first thing we were going to do on the Monday was go get a tree.
Well Monday morning came and well as it would go we got a little side tracked and completely lost track of time. By mid afternoon we finally had our sh!t together and off we went to find a tree. We had looked up local tree farms before we left and conveniently enough there is one just at the bottom of the hill from us. Dressed in our snow gear we headed out into the field to find the perfect tree. Within seconds of being in the fields Everett was having some major meltdowns, the poor little guy is not a huge fan of the snow. I think its a combination of the cold and not being able to walk very well in the snow ( he just face plants) so he was a very unhappy little camper.
Ev stumbled upon a beautiful tree rather quickly but upon showing it to Hazel she was in disagreeance with him, saying it was not the perfect tree. Since we were trying to find a tree that would appeal to all members of the family we wandered a little further throughout the field. Not seeing much to our liking we started wandering back to where we were before. As we approached the tree we found earlier Ev pointed it out to Hazel again. “Hey, Hazel, how about this tree?” to which she replied;
“That’s the perfect one!”
Ev and I looked at each other, sharing a silent giggle and before our little ice queen could change her mind we cut it down and threw it in the wagon to take home!