
We had a funny conversation about "real tree". One day she asked me, how would we get real tree? I told her we would get a saw, go out in the woods and cut one down. She said "no really mom... I am not joking". I told her I wasn't joking either. She was sure "they" would not allow us to do that. Then she commented, the tree would fall over. I said yes it would then we would drag it to the truck and load it up. She was getting slightly irrated with my comments and proceeded to say "no it would fall over in the house". (she was so right) I told we would put it in a stand and all would be good (I was so wrong). She then got excited about the prospect of going out and cutting one down. Well, we went to the grocery store parking lot to "cut" our tree. I had plans to do it right... but sometimes things don't work out as planned. Maybe next year we will do out and get one.
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