For the last eighteen years I have visited our neighbours down the road to get my tree. They have a lovely little tree farm and supporting those in our community has always been important to me. This year, with a tighter budget, and a desire to create a few new traditions around the holiday season, Reece and I decided to head out back, into the woods, to find our tree.
Yesterday morning, after our Sunday morning pancakes, we headed out in search of the perfect tree. Honestly, I thought we would be heading home with a little Charlie Brown tree, you know the ones. I was okay with that, it would be whimsical and fun. But as we walked we came to an opening and standing right there was the perfect tree! It didn't take us long to decide that it was the tree for us, and we got to work cutting it down. I dragged it home, tossed it over the fence, trimmed the bottom a bit, and hauled into the house. As the Christmas music played in the background, Reece and I got to work decorating the tree with ornaments we made together four years ago. To say we had fun would be an understatement, we had a blast!
We sat back once we were finished, and took it all in. Smiles crossed both our faces, and Reece said, "our first tree looks amazing mom". All I could say was, "Yes, little man, it certainly does."