There's a tree in my living room

I have vague memories of falling asleep in the car and waking up somewhere where there were a bunch of trees. Mommy and Daddy woke me up and carried me around in the snow as they debated which tree to bring home with us. Then I fell asleep again. The next morning there was a big tree where the couch usually is. I find this very interesting and I want to grab the branches as much as possible.

Mommy is decorating our house for Christmas. Decorating is okay, I guess, but grabbing and chewing on things is more fun.

I'm not sure what to think of these lights.



I like tasting the ornaments (mmm....glitter)...




...and playing with stocking that my great-grandma made for me. Isn't it pretty?



Mommy decided that maybe it would be better to finish decorating after I went to sleep. Maybe next year I can help.