I love Christmas. I haven't always felt this way but since having kids I seriously get into the holiday spirit. It is exciting making the boys dreams come true and to experience the wonder of Christmas through their eyes.
We have established a few family traditions in the past few years. The first is going to Snohomish the day after Thanksgiving and watching Santa enter the town in his horse drawn sleigh. Snohomish is a lovely little town and has lots of great antique shops. (I'll do a separate blog post on Snohomish in the near future!)
Another tradition is putting the Santa photos in frames and hanging them on the tree.
We always ride the carousel downtown and enjoy the "snow" at Pacific Place.
This year we started a new tradition - cutting our own tree. It wasn't purely motivated by the romance of trekking through the snow to find the perfect tree. We were tired of spending lots of $$ on the "perfect" tree. I happened to see coverage on the local new that with a $10 permit, you can go into national forest and cut your own. There are designated areas, but that being said, I was surprised at how many areas allow it.
So this is the tree. At first we were a bit worried since it is much barer than the perfectly dense and shirred Xmas trees we usually get. It has grown on me and I'll have to say I rather love it. It is how nature intended. You can actually see the ornaments on the tree!
So this is the tree. At first we were a bit worried since it is much barer than the perfectly dense and shirred Xmas trees we usually get. It has grown on me and I'll have to say I rather love it. It is how nature intended. You can actually see the ornaments on the tree!
The romance of the boys having a wonderful time in the snow diminished rather fast. Luc was pretty miserable after dropping his gloves in the snow.
Liam was a good sport and wants to go back and make a snowman.
We were up on a ridge and the views were breathtaking.
We must have seen dozens of trees and after hiking about a mile......
We decided on this one. The day was not quite as I imagined but I'll cherish it always and look forward to doing it again next year.
the boys will have those memories forever. being a farm girl , I remember having the luxury of going out back to pick a tree and lug it home on a wagon. we were cold and maybe thought we wanted to do something else but those were fun times and fun memories. LOVE the tree. it is beautiful!
ReplyDeletemy hubby is allergic so we have an artificial one. I miss those days of picking out my tree.......