It was all planned out. We would get ready and be out the door at 8 am sharp so we could get to Red Feather Lakes, buy our permit, and be the first ones out there with our saw to cut down a perfect Christmas tree. Kelly and I were starting a new tradition and we were super excited to have a day-after-Thanksgiving, Christmas decorating bonanza.
At about 6 am the alarm went buzz, my hand went directly to the snooze button, and my head went back into dream land. That process repeated every five minutes for an hour! You would think the annoyance of being woken up every five minutes would be enough to get us out of bed, but it was so warm and cozy under the blankets and so cold and bright out there in the real world. Eventually we gave in to the relentless alarm and got moving.
As we were collecting everything we would need I started thinking about the baby that would, one day be in our house. Maybe all you parents out there can give me some insight, but it really seems like you would have to get up about five hours in advance to go anywhere. All we had was ourselves, our dog, Duke, and a desire to be out of the house for an extended period of time to cut down a tree. With those few things, it took us a full hour to collect all the pieces we needed from the packed lunch and drinks to the saw and the rope. I really think we are in for an eye-opening experience!
We weren’t the first ones out there, but I bet we walked the farthest to find the perfect tree. We ended up seeing a lot of Charlie Brown trees in our two hour search through the snow, but found the one that fit us best when it was all said and done. All in all we were gone from the house for nine hours so I have a question for all you parents out there: What does it take to get out of the house with a baby?! I would love to hear any funny or crazy stories about your adventures in parenting when it comes to planning a day away so leave us a comment and until then, Happy Holidays!