But, we got a tree. L was big enough this year to pull it to the guys up front to pay for it. Nico didn't really care about this particular shin-dig but he did act cool through the hundred photos I snapped before peeing through his clothes. Then, I spent a good half hour picking out dead tree pieces from my favorite blanket about two weeks later.
Our perfect tree is gorgeous and twinkly and sporting a new skirt this year. I'm happy!
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