A few years ago, I ordered an artificial Christmas tree from a reputable catalog.
It wasn't inexpensive, so I thought I was getting a good one.
I was wrong.
Think Charlie Brown's tree, but fake.
At least it came pre-lit.
And in its own storage bag.
That's a good thing, right?
So, right before Augie went back to school after Thanksgiving,
I had him bring our Christmas tree up from the basement.
He dutifully placed it in the living room window.
And he left.
The tree sat in the living room for three weeks.
Waiting to be adorned.
But Squazz and I had a moment of genius:
Let's just move it outside!
No decorations needed.
That way we are able to continue to relax in our child-free way.
And we can see it every time we drive down the road.
It's quite festive.
Don't you think?
Wonder if the kids will notice there is no tree in the house...