On Thanksgiving morning, we traveled to D's parents' timber and selected and cut down our Christmas tree. Kale watched anxiously as Papa cut it down and as it was coming down, Kale threw his arms in the air. He said "it's big and tall!"
We loaded it into the back of the Kubota RTV and slick as a whistle, drove back up to the house and loaded it into the truck. It totally beat any tree farm or parking lot tree excursion :)