We always get a real tree, and over the years we go back and forth between cutting them down and just buying a precut one. We figured that since it is going to be Chase's first Christmas we would bundle him up and go to a Christmas tree farm. The one I picked was a hike from our house, and the tree selection wasn't fantastic, but we still had fun.
I was more excited about the old tractor than he was, but you can see his whole outfit. He couldn't really move, but at least he was toasty.
They had a little petting zoo set up in the barn, and the miniature horse was pretty interested in Chase.
Daddy cutting down the tree, and mommy and Chase pretending to help:) We had a bum saw which was taking forever, so we borrowed someone else's to finish the job. It was pretty cold waiting for it to be cut down, but Chase didn't seem to mind. He fell asleep in the bjorn while we trekked all over the farm to find a good one.
The tree selection consisted of either gigantic trees or short fat ones. Neither of which would work for our house. So we ended up getting one that was a little shorter than we'd have liked-oh well.
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