Do you ever think to yourself..."What a great little family outing this will be." ...only to be disappointed by the arguing and shouting and disagreeing that follows?
Isn't picking out the Christmas tree supposed to be a family affair...a time to sing carols and drink hot cocoa and imagine the chosen tree in all its splendor?
Well, for us it is a time to run wild...pushing and shoving.... and climbing on fences and trees. A time of time-outs for 2 boys who can't control themselves. A time for the rest of us to agree and then disagree and then agree again. Too tall...too fat...way too skinny.... too bare on one side...No~ I like it...Let's just get the first one...Where is the first one?
So...now we have it. The Christmas tree!
It is in the garage...stuck down in a bucket, drinking up some water....waiting for us
to find the Christmas cheer we need to trim the tree in the right frame of mind!
What about your Christmas tree....artificial or real?
Tree farm or hardware store?
White lights or colored?