O Tannenbaum
The Jaycees have a tree lot at Holton Elementary every year, but we never go there. Our first Christmas in this house we bought a live table top tree and planted it in the yard that spring. It died in a drought the following summer.
We have lived here nearly eight years and the ornaments have been packed away the whole time. Sometimes we put a string of lights on the ficas, but that was the extent of it.
Tonight we went to Holton as a family and picked the best tree in the lot. There were bare bulbs sparkling between the rows, and snow flurries. The baby had on two hats and a hooded jacket, and was bundled in a blanket his Nana knit for him. His nose got pink, and his cheeks got cold but his hands and feet stayed warm.
We put the tree in Daddy’s 1976 Land Cruiser, and the bug and I took the Jetta with the car seat. I made dinner while the guys put the lights on the tree. Afterwards, we hung the ornaments for the first time in our home, and the baby marvelled at all the sparkly.
