The annual trip to the tree farm is by far my favorite family tradition. We started going Makinna's first Christmas and return to the same place every year.
Its not a fancy place, just a tree farm up in the mountain, and they have the most beautiful Frazier furs.
Every year we pile in the car with Aunt B and Uncle Cody and follow Grandma and Pappy Wolf up to the tree farm. Grandma, Pappy, Aunt B and Uncle Cody pick out their tree and we pick out ours. Mostly Makinna and I. Gage is usually running up and down the rows chasing after KJ the dog.
This year there was still snow on the ground from an earlier snow fall. It just adds to the festive mood. I even got some great pictures of the kids. The family picture is not so great...don't we all look so happy?
The experience is always so much fun. Often Wes has a snow ball fight with his brother and sister. And I love watching Daddy and Pappy cut down and drag the trees to the truck like manly men. I know these are traditions the the kids will remember into adulthood.
