Yesterday Mark's preschool class went and picked out their Christmas tree. It was my first experience going into the woods with 22 three year old people. I thought is was a Tree farm. It wasn't. It is a farmer's forest. He lets the class go and pick out a tree off of his land every year. We walked and walked and walked and walked. Ducking under branches and stepping over small rivers the whole way. All with 22 preschoolers and Anna. I carried her. I didn't take any pictures of all of that. I was too busy not falling on my bottom. Mark fell down approximately 13,954 times.
Then we came to a stopping point. One of the Dads was waiting for us with hot cocoa and cookies. All of the kids had this little ring on their faces when they were done.
This little munchkin likes hot cocoa.
Then they cut a cute little Charlie Brown tree and put a rope on it.
And the kids hauled it out of the woods.
All the way to the road.
It was a lot of work.
We had a blast. Mark has been talking about it pretty much since we came home yesterday. Today, they decorate.
Have I mentioned lately that I stinking love this preschool? Because I really do.