So, for the first time, the Scotts headed to a tree farm. Thanks to the Texas Xmas Tree Growers Association website, we found one less than an hour away. Well, at least it would have been less than an hour away if the town of Terrell didn't shut down US 80 for its holiday parade. Yep, a major friggin' highway was shut down for a few miles so the resident yahoos in Terrell could get their march on. Oh well ...
So we finally land at Walls Family Farm and boy oh boy was it a fine time. Cold as all get out at first. Wilder was looking at us like, "Hey lame parents, I'm freezin' my tush off." But he soon cheered up. Jerry kept going, "What about this one?" every 12 to 15 seconds. I finally had to tell him I'd know our tree when I saw it. He chilled. And once the pressure was off, we found it quite quickly. Jerry made quick work of cutting it down and as we waited for it to be bound, we had hot cider and Wilder checked out the chicken hatch.
It was a great experience and I already can't wait to do it again next year.
Wilder and Mama on the tractor ride over. It was C.O.L.D.
The Wee One finds a Wee Tree to say "hi" to.
The Tree. Papa and Wilder stand by it prior to the chop.
Wilder toddles around while Daddy cuts down our tree.
Good job Daddy!!
Ahhhhh. The SUN!!
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