| At
this time of
year, as our
Christmas tree
is going up, I
think back
about being a
child and the
day arriving
that we
decorated the
family
Christmas
tree. Oh
what a time we
had. We
waited all day
for daddy to
come home from
work so we
could eat
supper and
then go pick
out the
perfect tree
for our
house.
Now,
we had a small
house, and
mommy and
daddy always
kept us
focused on the
size of the
tree we
needed.
Of course the
final decision
was not
ours! We
arrived at the
Christmas tree
lot and could
hardly wait to
get out of the
car and start
looking for
our Christmas
tree. We
looked at them
all, that was
the
rule. We
could not pick
one until all
had been
viewed.
Of course we
loved them
all, and
finally
decided on
about three
trees.
Mommy
picked out the
one she
thought was
perfect.
We liked her
tree
also.
Daddy picked
out a
different one,
liking it
best.
Mommy said it
was too big
for our living
room, but
daddy was not
swayed in his
decision.
This is the
one for us
this year he
pronounced.
Mommy rolled
her eyes and,
we took the
tree home.
It
was freezing
cold outside,
being December!
We brought in
the tree and
placed it in
the tree
holder.
Mommy said we
needed to let
the tree warm
up through the
night in the
house before
we decorated
it. We
went to bed
with visions
of our
beautiful tree
decorated and
lights shining
bright.
When
we woke up the
next morning
we could not
believe our
eyes!
The beautiful
tree we had
placed in our
living room
last night had
grown!
It filled the
entire half of
the living
room that it
was placed
in. We
screamed with
excitement!
Mommy and
daddy were not
so
excited.
It seems that
as the tree
warmed up, it
also expanded
to its true
size, which
was way to big
for our little
living
room!
Mommy looked
at daddy and
said, make it
fit Max!
This is not
going to
work! We
got so worried
that mommy
would make
daddy take the
tree out of
the house and
we would not
have a tree.
Daddy
could not take
the tree
out, it
was to
big. He
proceeded to
cut off limbs
and shorten
the trunk,
because it was
taller than the
height of the
ceiling.
Mommy said
that still
isn't
enough.
Well, daddy
worked for
several hours
getting that
tree to where
it would fit
our little
living room
and mommy gave
her consent
that it would
work. We
intently
watched the
whole process,
never seeing a
Christmas tree
butchered
before!
The outcome
was a much
smaller tree,
but it did fit
our living
room. We
could finally
decorate it!
We
worked on
placing the
ornaments and
lights on, and
put the roping
around the
tree, and
finally
icicles, the
silver ones
that sparkled
and reflected
the
lights!
It was a
beautiful
Christmas
tree, maybe
the prettiest
we had ever
had. It
is certainly
the one I always
remember when
it is time to
put up the Christmas tree
for my family.
ŠAnn
Joyce December
12, 2008
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