Yesterday Bubba and I continued our tradition (yay, now that we’ve done it two years in a row it really has become a tradition!) and went out to the Christmas Tree Farm to find our tree.
It was a crazy hot day and poor Bubba didn’t do too well in the car. Lucky for all of us though, I realised just before the critical moment where too much car is too much car – and we pulled off to the side of the road and went for a wander on the nature strip to get some fresh air.
When I lifted her out of the car at the farm, she clapped and yelled Yay! We got there just as they opened for the day so we were one of only three families wandering the paddock where this year’s trees were growing. The smell was so good!
We passed a paddock of baby Christmas trees that will be ready in three or four years. I thought about how different Bubba will be then – she’ll be at school!
With a hat and layers of sunscreen on, Bubba wandered the rows of trees, leaning in to breathe their divine scent, but pulling away as the pine needles poked her super soft skin.
She took in all of the trees, and kept saying wow and look mumma.
Last year Bubba reached for the smaller trees. The not so perfect looking trees. The trees that other people probably walk straight past. And guess what? She did the exact same thing this year.
The tree she came back to was the littlest tree in the paddock. And if it wasn’t the littlest one, it sure was close. I only saw one other tree that looked like it might be left behind. And then there’s our tree. It is small (somewhere a little under 6ft) and there are a couple of branches at the top which look like they tried to keep growing but just couldn’t.
But for us, it’s just perfect! Now we just have to wait another couple of weeks for it to be delivered.
ps – For those of you who read yesterday’s post, I’ve updated it with that photo. Crazy huh?!