After the said permit has been obtained, we all get together the Saturday after Thanksgiving to go find our trees. The night before we collect a variety of hats, boots, snowpants, coats, gloves, scarfs, you name it, to stay warm in the chilly mountain temperatures. This year, we couldn't go as high up the mountain as we have in the past due to the incredibly slick roads, and were forced to pull over on the side of the highway. This didn't offer the littler kids much of a place to play, and with Dany being sick anyway, she spent most of her time in the car with Grandma:
Or playing with the other two tiny cousins:
Teag and I set out to find ourselves the perfect tree, and despite our change of anticipated location, discovered several good options within only a few minutes. In no time Teag was sawing the trunk of what would become the Bayly Family Christmas Tree 2009, and here I am with the lucky winner:
And here's all the rest of the family with their picks:
Maisie had a great time, and was sad to leave when everyone had collected their trees. But we managed to appease her by stopping for lunch at one of my favorite Kamas eateries, Dicks. I think she was pretty excited about her corndog.
Teag, on the other hand, was very sad when the fries were gone:
This has become one of my favorite Christmas traditions; something that really helps me get into the Christmas spirit. I've tromped through waist high snow at 8 months pregnant, carried a tree on my shoulder for over a mile, part of that uphill, and dragged Maisie behind me in a sled over snowy ground. And I've loved every minute of it. I look forward to it every year, and can't wait for my kids to get older and more able to be involved.
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