Every year we buy a tree permit from the forest service and drive up Spring City canyon to find our perfect Christmas Tree. This year was no different except we were spared waiting in line for 90 min at 7am in 10 degree weather to get one of the 300 or so permits they sell. Normally that is the hard part and finding the "perfect tree" is the easy part.
This year we tromped though the snow carrying Porter and Charlie, while Aidan was sledding down the road, for over an hour. I was feeling done so I pointed to a fine looking tree a short distance away and told Max to just cut that one down so we could be done. Being the amazing husband he is, he cut without arguing. Well, the tree turned out to be about 20 feet tall and we only have 9 ft ceilings. After cutting 6 ft off the top and 5 ft off the bottom we ended up with a lovely tree.
The boys were patient and well behaved
and even let me take some cute pictures of them. It was another great tree hunt, and definitely one we'll remember.
