It was a cold, Saturday afternoon around 40 degrees but that didn't stop my little Polar bear Rue from taking off her coat for at least half of the venture.
The Polar Express train was running this year. It is the first time it has been working. It is old and rickety but perfect!
After wandering around the farm for a good 45 minutes, Jace declared that we needed to pick a tree soon before he froze to death. We finally settled on the one the kids had initially wanted. Ryan and I had vetoed it because it had a broken branch on one side.
But we decided on it anyway. The workers cut it down then Ryan had the fun job of hauling it down the hill--but he had a good crew to help him.
They shook out the needles, netted it, and loaded it on the van for us. After a little stop in their cabin for hot chocolate and cookies we were on our way home. During the 30 minute drive home the kids dozed off and Ryan and I had a lovely visit. As we got home we pulled right into the garage and heard a crunch. Yes, we forgot about the tree on the roof and smashed it going under the garage door. But what is a few more broken branches?
We turned the crunched side to the back and the kids went to work. All they wanted was a big, big, tree, and this one did the trick this year!
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