At the Tree Farm (11/26)

We had a debate this year about having a real tree or buying a pre-lit tree.  I have been wanting a pre-lit tree for years and Mr Mustache likes the real trees.  I like them too but I don't like the mess.  So he won the debate again but with the promise that next year we would have a fake tree.  Yay!

We decided that we would go to a farm this year and choose and chop down our own tree so we found a Christmas tree farm about 6 miles outside of Blacksburg called Spruce Ridge Tree Farm

So we set out through the trees in search of the perfect tree to grace our living room.

We played around in the trees and got a little sticky from the sap.

Most of the lot was on a pretty steep hill and the boys ran up and down it several times.  Each time I cringed just imagining them falling and rolling over and over down the hill.  But nobody fell and no one was injured. 

It was a beautiful day with beautiful things to see and we enjoyed ourselves.  I thought it was sweet that the boys helped each other to get back up the hill.

We found the tree that we wanted and then, saw in hand, Mr Mustache channeled his inner lumberjack and begin to cut it down.

The boys found a seat and watched.  There was some kind of lesson going on here...can't remember what was being taught exactly.  

After it was cut down the boys helped their Dad carry it up to the baler.

The boys thought it was really cool to see the baler in action.  

Then our tree was tied to the roof of our van and we were off.  This was our first experience in cutting down our own tree.  Before we just bought them off the lot.  I think that if there are any more fresh trees in our future then this will be how we will do it.  It was a fun family experience.