The saddest day of my childhood was when my mom told us that we were going with an artificial Christmas Tree. I was heartbroken. I know that's a pretty petty thing to consider one of my saddest memories but hear me out. This new monstrosity of a tree meant no visiting the tree farms in search for the best one, no fresh pine scent filling the house, and no getting prickles in your arm trying to water the tree. Please tell me you aren't going to rob your loved ones of the great experience of a real live Christmas Tree. Are you wondering where to buy? Check out our list of tree farms inside.