Going for the tree!

The custom is to cut down your own tree.  Dehlia has been doing this since she was eight.  Pete grew up with the same tradition.  Stealing trees is optional, but usually unnecessary.  Berit got a pass this year since it was 10 below with the windchill, but next year the important task of tree selection will be hers.  It will save momma and daddy from some persistent disagreements about the strategy behind tree cutting.  Even Dehlia must admit that this year's tree takes the cake for ugliness.  It is only two-dimensional and is molting.

Lingo takes the seat closest  to the Bear as usual

Sometimes he can't get close enough to her...acting as a canine airbag across her legs!

It takes four dogs to find a good tree and to provide security from attack squirrels

First we had to check on the cabin: the ski trails are going to be amazing!

Meanwhile, Berit passed out on Grandma.

The tree hunters

Found!  The ugliest Charlie Brown tree ever.

Eating can be so much work!