I can hear you. Your collective gasp is deafening. How could she let them do that? Doesn’t she want a love colour co-ordinated tree. Perhaps one like this.
Picture courtesy of christmastreedecoration.blogspot.com
Yes, Yes I would, but unfortunately a lovely decorated tree doesn’t come with a clean living room, cushy sofa, and cozy fireplace. I know I’ve looked.
Truth be told, I had to leave the house while they decorated. I know myself, and I know that I would have taken all the joy out the experience. I would have tried to produce the whole scene and then there would have been tears or grumpiness.
So all I did was get out the boxes, put together the tree, add the pine garland (A.K.A. tree extensions or tree implants.), and light it. I gave them instruction on where the ornament box was upstairs and left to run an errand.
In true boy like fashion, they ignored the box of ornaments and just grabbed the left over handmade and tacky (handmades aren’t all tacky just o be clear) ornaments that were in my light box. Here is a sample of their work. The tree is changing all the time as the boys like to relive the moment daily.
Here it is in black and white… not looking so bad, but wait. Here comes the colour and a cutie model showing how to change things around.
Conveniently, the cleanest view of the tree is also the side that has the ornaments on it. The rest of the tree is pretty much bald.
I think we should open a design company don’t you?