We started traditions when the kids were little -- cutting our Christmas tree, dated ornaments, coloring Easter eggs, etc. Now at 25 and 30, it is just so difficult to let those traditions go. Last year, Jen didn't get here from Phoenix until the 22nd. No problem. We would go cut a tree on Saturday before Christmas. Who would have ever thought the tree farm would be closed the Saturday before Christmas?!? This year, Mike thought he and I should get the tree but not decorate it until the kids were here. We started to go but could not do it. Instead he walked around our 3 acres and found a tall kind of Charlie brown tree that would work. Jen's fiance got in at noon on Saturday and by 2 pm we were all loaded in the car for the tree hunt. The boys stuffed their pockets with beer for the long hike, inevitable fight over which tree, etc. We drove around the block and then Mike pulled in just past our driveway. Our son guessed that we chopped a tree down but put it outside. Nope! We lead them back into the yard where we cut down our tree. It took less than 5 minutes! They were laughing But mom is happy because the TRADITION LIVES!!!!