Since my husband and I have lived together (yes we lived in sin for 3 years) we have always had a fake Christmas tree.
Our first tree looked like this, but ever so less tasteful:
He grew up with fake trees as his parents run a daycare, so to him this fake Christmas tree deal was normal. I however grew up with
huge ass big real Christmas trees.
I have fond memories as a child seeing this huge tree strapped to our station wagon, dwarfing it in the process.
You see we had a 15 food cathedral ceiling, and every year we managed to get a tree that “just” fit. And wouldn’t you know it, every year it would fall.
Now we had to have fake trees while we rented, but it’s been 3 years since we’ve been in our home and because its our little guy’s first Christmas, I thought real tree it is!
Now I had two concerns, one being fire and two being the cats. See I know cats love to play in, around, and on Christmas trees. and when we were kids, they always managed to knock it down.
So today hubby went to go get a stand for the tree, and we’re going to attempt to bring this huge tree inside. pictures to follow!