This is one of my favorite times of the year! I love the snow, except we don't really have any right now.
All of the snow in my yard |
I also love how cozy sitting in my warm house feels, curling up on the couch to watch a movie with a cup of hot cocoa. This season just feels comfortable!
Unfortunately with the Christmas season also comes the stress of buying gifts for everyone.
Feeling very stressed and hermit-like |
Anyway you probably aren't reading this to listen to me complain about all of my problems, so on to the point.
This post is about...
Green, which reminds me of a scene from one of my favorite movies.
Every year, for as long as I can remember, our family goes out into the woods and cuts down a Christmas tree for my Christian mother. It might sound a little weird and boring, but it is actually really fun.
Its a long standing tradition with a schedule. First, the parents have to stand in a line for a permit (luckily, because it's at 5:30 in the morning on a Saturday). Then we choose a day and meet up in the mountains. Every year for as long as I can remember, we have had friends come with us.
We all go out to breakfast (except not this year we went to lunch instead). We bring hot cocoa and tea and cookies and snacks for the hike to find a tree. We have lots of gear, like sleds, snowshoes, and a saw or two.
While the adults go find a tree to cut down, all of the children go find a place to hang out. We bring sleds and find a hill and sled and play games all day.
Last year with our Christmas tree |
One family of friends that come with us are known to always get the biggest tree that we are allowed to cut down. Because Bart is very picky about his trees and always gets lost in the woods trying to find a good one, we always know it will take forever to find him, and he always needs help getting his tree back to the car.
When we were little my brother made up a song about it to the tune of "The Bear Went Over the Mountain"
It goes a little like this:
"Bart went over the mountain,
Bart went over the mountain,
Bart went over the mountainnnnn,
to get the biggest tree,
to get the biggest tree
Bart went over the mountain....
You get the point (I hope)
Despite the fact that we are Jewish it has always been a really fun tradition for us.
One thing that I have learned over the years is that finding something that is green and finding a good Christmas tree are not always the same thing.
Our skinny, little, no-branch tree |
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