Monday night we headed out to the Christmas tree farm at Tamahere so that we could tag our perfect tree before anyone else snaffled it up. (Did I just use the word snaffled? It just kind of came out subconsciously like it was the most appropriate word in that sentence). We had the whole place to ourselves and as per usual, Sam was patient as I wandered around and around judging the merits of each tree. (Although I do believe he is getting more ‘into’ it, as he told me a couple of times “no that tree is ugly”).
Of course I was also excited that it was our first family-choosing-the-tree outing, and little Preston was (hopefully) enjoying his time out amongst all the trees, and looking at some cows in yonder fields also. He was a little apprehensive of all those pine needles, but was a very good boy considering he would usually be going to bed.
We found ourselves a 7.5 footer, and we’ll be back to collect it in early December. Even though I always feel a bit mean when they get cut down.
(Just had a look at the post about choosing our tree last year - my pregnant belly was really popping out!)
2 comments:
We haven't had a tree for a while - a real one would be nice : ) I will look forward to it being decorated.
preston looks really cute in his hat, its a shame its going to get really hot soon and he wont be able to wear it for a while...I'm excited to decorate our tree with asher this year
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