My favorite material thing about Christmas is the tree. I used to sleep under our tree when I was a kid; my mom knew I wouldn't get into the packages, and I never did. I could just sit and look at one for hours, especially now that ours is so laden with ornaments that nearly all have a special, sentimental meaning to me. The only change is that now we have an artificial one- ToriBear got it in her head at a young age that cutting down live trees was wrong, and so we went to plastic, which everyone knows is so much better for the environment. Still, I was proud that she showed such an environmental awareness so young, and I've adjusted. I usually get a fresh wreath to add the pine scent to the air- she hasn't objected to that, yet.
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