The year my husband and I got married he told me that it was a family tradition to go cut down a Christmas tree every year. Sounded awesome, so I asked him how many years they had been doing it. “Well, we did it last year…” he said. I about ridiculed him to death with the fact that doing something one time does not make it a tradition.
That was six years ago, and this year we cut down our sixth Christmas tree together, so yes, it is indeed a tradition now. And a favorite tradition, at that.
We get up super early (or at our regular time, since our alarm clock – Titan – gets us up every morning at 6:50 no matter what), load up all of our winter gear, feed the dog some car sickness medicine and head out.
We are so lucky that my husband’s relatives own some land in Wyoming and let us come up each year to cut down a tree. It is certainly not the most cost effective way to get a Christmas tree, since we drive a couple of hours each way, but it is one of our favorite days of the year.
There is just something about being in the wilderness, where the air is clear, and the only people you see are the ones you brought with you. I love trudging through the snow and inspecting all of the trees until you find the perfect one, but nothing beats watching all of the little cousins eat snow, make snow-angels, or throw snow for the dog and laugh when she bites at it.
We sure love our tradition and hope it continues on for years to come!
What is your favorite tradition?