Here's our Christmas tree, with the table pushed against it to keep the baby away from it, and all the presents piled on the table. For reasons that will remain a mystery for eternity, the baby wasn't that interested in the presents, she preferred grabbing the holiday-packaged towels from the Post Office and absconding with them. I pretended to be cross but I was really more than happy that her Christmas obsession had taken that direction.
Here are the kids decorating the fake tree, which was shifted to the piano table after the real tree arrived, and Lena being a tree.
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