Dave had the opportunity to cut down our Christmas tree this year. I did it last time because he had left his snow pants at home accidentally (a likely story).

Trevor sledded and Gavin gaped at the white stuff falling on his face while Dave and I picked the tree and sawed it down.

This time, we have a truck with 4WD and we were able to bring it down to the cutting area. Quite a difference from that long trek up the hill dragging a heavy tree behind us to the parking lot the last time with our Kia.

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