We went on our annual trip to the mountains to cut down our Christmas tree. Okay, so the mountains were only a 15 minute drive from our house but we did drive to the moutains. In fact, the street is called Bear Mountain Street aka Christmas Tree Lane during the holiday season.
My mom was visiting for Thanksgiving and so we took her along with us. The Marino family also shared in our tradition this year and it proved to be a beautiful sunny California Day. After our yearly battle of what kind of tree we will get (Rob-the kind with half its branches missing and me-the beautiful kind with a luscious look) this year (I won) the kids and Rob set off to find that perfect tree. We first entered the area where they are all at and we all liked the first one we saw but we had to make sure so we hiked all around and through the trees only to come back to the original tree. We must have really liked it! Now the girls sat back to watch in amazement as the boys got down to business. We didn't hear the timber like the Loggers yelled but it was good enough for Alyssa, my mom, and myself.
With the bulk of our business done we found ourselves a nice grassy spot and ate our lunch. It was a great day! Just think, next year we will have a little 6 month old with us. What fun!
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