Lumber Jack and the Great Christmas Tree Farm
I never had a real Christmas tree growing up- my family always had a nice plastic one. But my wife always had a real tree; so this year, we decided to started a new tradition in our Shell household: Go to the Christmas tree farm and get a real tree, Charlie Brown. So we drove 13 miles (two cities away) to a very small town called Shiloh and pulled into the gravel parking lot of “Down on the Farm”.
Right away we were met by the owner who welcomed us then said, “Just those few trees you see right there is all we’ve got left.” I explained to him that we were just there to get a “Charlie Brown Christmas tree” for our new son. The man gave me a handsaw and told me to drive my Element down the dirt road behind his farm and cut down the tree we wanted. Before beginning our brief journey to find the perfect Christmas tree for a baby, I asked the man how much the tree would cost us. He replied, “If it’s for that little baby boy you got there, it won’t cost you a thing.”
So thanks to Baby Jack and the friendly man at the Christmas tree farm, the new tradition has begun for Jack’s first Christmas: Not a tradition of having a full size tree each tree, but instead we decided to always have a small tree. It’s just more fun. We’ll leave the full size Christmas tree up the rest of the family. It’s a great Christmas, Baby Jack.Add a Comment