Our annual trip out to chop down our tree...
It was exhausting.
All of us were sick with a chest cold
(probably not the smartest idea to be hauling 4 sick people through the cold
but tradition is tradition...)
It was picture perfect.
Dusty finally broke down and got the toboggan of his dreams.
It definitely made the day more special.
He hauled his two rosy checked girls through the snow and trees
to find the most perfectest tree.
It was one of those moments.
It was challenging.To get a two year old to agree to walking up "just one more hill"...
and to convince a four-year-old that,
"we are almost done"
when it seemed at moments that it was,
"taking FOREVER".
It was satisfying.
To finally find the tree.
It was memorable.
Despite being sick
we had such a good time
tobogganing and
roasting hot dogs and
drinking hot chocolate....
with
some wearing hot chocolate!
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