We have two trees this year for Christmas. Probably because I am two this Christmas. Or maybe because we drove a very long way to cut down our own tree this year and couldn’t decide which one to take home. So, this is the tale of our two trees.
We drove a long time. I sat in the back and serenaded my family with the b-i-b-l-e song. They loved it.
We drove narrow canyon roads that wound through square tunnels.
Once we arrived at the place of many trees, we tramped through the snow looking for the perfect tree.
I took an occasional snow eating break.
Grampy and Auntie Gwendie did the massacaring, I mean tree chopping.
And little bother was a lazy bum.
Stay tuned to see our trees all decked out once we got them home, miles and miles and many b-i-b-l-e’s later!!