We usually get our Christmas tree in early December, but what with Thanksgiving travel and Dad's work schedule, we started off on our expedition in late November. After driving about an hour up into the mountains, we hopped out of the van and excitedly began our yearly tradition of searching for the perfect tree. This was the boys' first time to see or touch snow, and Ethan was very excited. "Very much snow, very much snow!" (Don't tell him there were only a few inches.) You'd think we'd remember that the further away from the road you get, the more difficult coming back is, but no! This year we finally found one of our favorite trees thus far and managed to get it back to the van after traversing through a lot of manzanita, attempting to avoid trees, trying to keep our balance through rocks (Grants aren't blessed with grace) and valiantly struggling up a couple slopes. Good times!
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Mom and Levi having fun Neither of the boys had ever seen snow before today, and Ethan was very excited. Despite the fact that this white foreign substance was interesting and totally new, he was ready to go in about fifteen minutes ("Snow is cold, very cold. We go home now?"). Oh well! Hopefully he'll be a little more tolerant when we all go sledding, since the rest of us Grants prefer to stick around for several hours as opposed to fifteen minutes. |
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| Ethan had never seen snow before today! |
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| Mom and Dad, who led our frontal assault on the pine forest... |
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| ...and some of their brave comrades, Victoria and Levi... |
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| ...and Ashlyn and Laramie... |
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| ...and Levi... |
 ...and Savannah, posing here with fellow soldier Laramie...so cute! After a good morning's work, we all piled back in the van, broke out the hot chocolate (another yearly family tradition), and headed home, thankful for good memories! |
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