This is the first year we've had an actual Christmas tree (at least one that wasn't made out of paper). Growing up I always enjoyed pretty trees, not the homemade looking ones.
Well.....ours is definitely one that looks homemade. We had no ornaments and I didn't want to buy any because I knew they would get destroyed. Solution - we made some. The girls had lots of fun....and it matters to them.
I'm rather proud of our tiny 4' tree with a star made of iron pony beads and hand crafted ornaments made mostly by a 3 year old with occasional help from the 5 year old sister.
In case you can't tell by looking, it has been tipped over several times, all but 1 cinnamon ornament have been eaten by TJ, and majority of the ornaments have been taken off and tossed around multiple times!!
Wednesday, December 24, 2014
Our First Tree
Posted by the Flammers at 12:55 PM
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I wanted to comment on your other post about being poor, then reading this post about a tree just made me smile. I remember when Ryan and I moved to Houston from Los Angeles. We were so poor and he didn't have a job. We couldn't afford a tree but didn't want to be total Scrooges so I think we ended up buying a dying wreath for 50% off on Christmas Eve. The pine needles kept falling on the floor whenever the door would shut. I saw the wreaths at the store this year and smiled at the memory, even though it was a hard several years for us and still bittersweet. Good luck in getting some more stability in your lives! It is so hard. I hate reading advice columns about how to save money and they give advice like, "Pack a lunch" or "Make your own coffee." It's hard to cut down when you are bare bones already. I hope you get a lot of orders for quiet books! I was also wondering if you had ever looked at care.com. A lot of people in my wards have watched one or two kids from their home to help with the bills. I know that some of them use care.com to connect with people. It might not work, but it's a thought. Good luck!
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