Thanksgiving weekend all the boxes come down from the rafters and the Christmas season officially begins. First up is the tree. Below is a paragraph E wrote about this year's tree trimming:
It all started a few days after Thanksgiving Day when we were putting up our artificial Christmas tree.
“We’ll need to get a new tree soon,” Mom remarked. “Ours is starting to look rather old.”
After some dialogue on whether to get a new tree this year, S**** suggested, “Why don’t we just set up our tree differently?” I undertook the task and mixed up some of the rows of branches until the tree took on the shape of an hour glass with a pointed top. When my younger sister, M****, came into the room, she looked at the tree, sat down on a nearby chair and started crying.
“It looks hokey!” she sobbed. She retreated to a corner of the room and sulked. We reassembled the tree to its original form so Mikaela wouldn’t be upset for the rest of the season. However, we did take multiple pictures to keep the possibility open for next year.
This is J's "unobstructed view" design.
