The Poston family tradition has always been cutting Christmas trees down in the Plumas National Forest. I don't think Mark has ever had a tree from a lot (though they did have a fake tree for a while, so he says). The Riggs twist on this tradition is that we go up the weekend before Thanksgiving to get a tree. In traditional form, we made our way up to Clio to visit with Great Grandpa Jay and get our tree this last weekend. This was Landon's first long car ride, and he did really well! When we got up to the mountains it was pretty chilly and a bit windy....cue fuzzy doggie hat and mittens!
There was just enough snow to stomp in but not enough to make it tough to move around and get in and out.
It was a beautiful day.
I put Landon in the Moby and we stayed close to the car in case it got too chilly for him. I think he's an outdoors guy just like Daddy. He chatted away the entire time we were up there and was a happy little guy despite having been stuck in the car for the last three hours.
Our little family with Landon's first Christmas Tree!
Grandpa Charlie, Daddy, Landon, and our tree!
Sacked out, ready to head home.
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