It might be good enough to fool Santa, but our easy to assemble, flame retardant tree is not good enough for DH. He pines (I know, I know) for the real thing.
And I concede that after four years service from our local garden centre’s best, our life-like tree has paid for itself. But this tree has become an old friend to me – it’s woven itself in to our Christmas traditions. Just as I don’t like freshly cut flowers in the home ( it doesn’t seem right to uproot them for our pleasure and I hate to watch the petals drop and stalks wither) so it is with felling a Christmas tree.
Our artificial tree will be the go-to spot on Christmas morning when the kids find out if they’ve been naughty and/or nice. Last year my son found two potatoes (beautifully gift-wrapped) amongst his toys in his stocking. When he’s been naughty during the year, I’ve predicted a sack full. We’ve another 15 days to find out if my boy has been good enough to fool Santa.