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Having lived in the Midwest(central Illinois) for most of my life, a real Christmas tree wasnt always the best way to go. They werent super easy to find and when you did find them the price was pretty intense.
So, when it was clear that we were making the move to Washington state, well, the ol' standby fake tree was taken to the curb. My feelings were that we were gonna be in Washington for cryin out loud. They have pine trees everywhere. Well, not really knowing at the time that our destination was actually the desert of Washington state, it made perfect sense then.
Fast forward to quite recently...We really wanted to go out and pick out our own tree AND cut it down. Come to find out, the desert doesnt have many pine trees for the taking. There are plenty of huge sage brush...but its kinda illegal to cut those down. We could have driven 2.5 hours to the closest tree farm in Spokane, but the weather really wasnt conducive to a drive of that sort.
Luckily, after Thanksgiving weekend, these little tree stands began popping up all over.
We werent really feeling this particular one so we moved along.
We found another stand that we really liked.
G kinda led the way.
And leading the way quickly turned into a good game of hide and seek.
So there was seeking.
And hiding, of course.


He has really great hiding spots.
After looking at row
after row of beautiful trees.
We chose this one. A grand fir.
They trimmed the trunk for us.
And then they bagged the tree for us(which to me really looked like fish net stockings for trees) and off we went.

Last week we had our first snow since moving to Washington.
So, needless to say, I was walking in a lot of this on the way to and from the barn. If only it stayed at this nice depth the whole time.
Toni llama is not very fond of the snow it seems.
In fact, both Toni and Dolly have been quite grumpy since the snow began. Dolly has no trouble communicating. Right this minute Im hearing her scold Toni (yet again) for her eating technique. Which really just means, stay outta my bucket.
There have been lots of frozen water buckets to tend to.
And of course, when its really cold, you can see your breath.
Grumpy llamas aside....G is very happy to see the snow.
I think last week J and G had zero days of school due to the snow and Thanksgiving break. They werent concerned.
First order of business? Test the packing ability of the snow.
J says its too dry for snowballs.
G, always the one to try and prove his big brother wrong....thinks the snow is just fine. See, he says.
How could J walk away from that?
After the snow"ball" fight...it was decided to move onto bigger and better things.
For some reason, the sleds didnt make it on the move here...or, they just havent been found yet...Im not certain. I need to look in the barn attic. But in the interim, J tends to be quite resourceful.
A wading pool seems like a great alternative. Run...
Jump in... GO! Yeah, not so much.
Maybe if he turns backwards.
Him and G try to figure this out.
And with lack of a better idea...G decides just to push him down the hill.
A few trips down the hill later...hot cocoa is in order.
