We're a bit late this year, but we finally set out on our annual hunt for a Christmas Tree...
I tried to bribe the kids by saying we could order pizza if we didn't have to trudge through the snow to find a tree. Alyssa had no interest either way. The boys immediately picked the pizza option. And typically, Nalani wanted to hold out for a better deal. She said she'd skip the tree if should could have pizza every day for a month.
But the Christmas spirit is alive and well in at least one of our children. Malia wasn't going to give in for anything. She wanted a Christmas tree...
As we were walking through the trees, I realized that the boys are now old enough to do things like cook dinner and mow the lawn.
So aren't they old enough to handle a saw?
I thought so. And thus here is what I did when we found the perfect tree...
As Bret Jr. started sawing away...
It's really rather hard to cut down a Christmas Tree because you're cutting it right at the bottom of the trunk - about two or three inches off the ground. It's an awkward way to cut.
But Kekoa took his turn with the saw...
And finally David laid down in the snow and gave it a try...
This is how it was supposed to go in my mind...
Me lying there while my boys were cutting away.
Alas, it was not to be.
After a long while of little actual cutting, Cari pointed out that our boys are apparently girly men (where are Hanz and Franz when you need them), so guess who had to chop the tree down...
I did manage to cut down the tree, but then we had to carry it to the van...
Look at this next picture...
I'm not on my knees - the snow was up to my knees!
Another holiday tradition for our family. We walked through the woods until we found a perfect, beautiful and healthy tree that symbolized the very spirit of Christmas.
Then we chopped it down and killed it.
Actually, it's still alive. It's sitting in our living room, taking small drinks of water, dying a slow and painful death.
Merry Christmas everyone!
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