So you've seen a little about how our tree is surviving in our house these days, but I have yet to shae the story of it's birth into our family.
Getting a live Christmas tree in Hawaii is a little different than it was in the Midwest. There is no way we were going out to chop one down. We actually ordered our tree back in August through the kids' school. I'm pretty sure it was raised in California, cut down sometime in November, then put in a crate and shipped here to be picked up by us on December 1st.
Around this time, as the crates of tree began arriving here on Oahu, the news stories were blowing up about several crates of trees being infested with tree slugs and other parasites. Awesome.
Nevertheless, we set out on the 1st to pick up our tree.
The five Selters and Uncle Tom all piled in the car and set out on the 3 or so block drive to the tree lot. We arrive to the lot where all the trees are still bundled and lying in a giant pile.
We hand the gentleman our ticket. He takes a look at it. "Right this way." He cuts open a tree and says, "how about this one?" Looks good to us!
Never mind the fact that there is no needle shaker outer machine. At least they cut the bottom and rebundled it for us. Dad grabbed some twine from the rubbish and he and Noah began to strap that thing onto the top of our car....Grizwold style.
We even shoved a few extra branches in under the tree to take home with us. Haha!
Poor Baby Jo....he is thinking, my family is crazy!
But at least we are fun!
We got to our building and picked up a tree bag from the lobby. It's purpose is to prevent needles from being tracked through the lobby and hallways and especially from falling into the elevator tracks. Good idea in theory, until Dad busted a huge hole in the bottom of the bag!
The tree made it up and Caleb was the first to hang his ornament on the tree!
I just LOVE Christmas memories.
4 more days!
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