On Friday, we drove up north to Apache-Sitgreaves National Forest to start a new family tradition. The forest sells a limited number of permits to go in and chop down your own tree. We thought we'd give it a try! Billy was armed with his new hatchet, Everett was armed in his running shoes, and I, well, let's face it, I was chasing Everett! We found a nice spot and set out on foot. Billy pointed out a tree and we put it on the list of possibility and kept on. It was a beautiful sunny day and a pleasant 45 degrees. But as time flew, toddler spirits waned and so we decided on that first tree. Out came the hatchet and my wilderness husband! It only took him about 5 minutes before we shouted, "Timber!" and threw that tree on the roof of the car. It was a long drive home worrying about getting it home alright, but it's safe and sound and fully decorated in our family room. Everett LOVES having a tree he can touch in the house and I do believe I saw some excitement in Miss Zoe when we hung her ornament. It was a beautiful day and it's a perfect tree.
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