We took them out to find a tree.
First, we went to this farm.
Seriously, this cow is about to give birth NOW!
We got a saw...
We threw some snowballs.
We took the obligatory "we cut our tree down here" photo.
But no luck. No tree for the weary.
We left the first farm and headed to another.
Horses! Of course we'll find one here.
We found one all right.
We just didn't exactly cut it ourselves.
But, still, we took a photo in front of the lovely pre-cut trees, after we spent an hour tromping through the fields of smaller ones.
So, hey, it LOOKS like we cut our own, and in the end,
isn't that what really matters?!