Confession--I love a real tree for Christmas. But, I also love a fake tree that looks really fake. Fake trees that try to look real are just a little too cheesy for me. A nice silver tree, especially one that is well-loved and shows it here and there, is just the ticket to brighten up my home for the holidays.
Besides, a silver tree reminds me of my Grandma Lil. She and Grandpa Ben had one in their apartment on 13th Street in St. Louis. I don't remember a lot about Grandma Lil and Grandpa Ben, but I remember the silver tree. I also remember the smell of the shaving soap that Grandpa used, the tile in the bathroom, and the nicely shaped wooden posts of the beds.
Several years ago, I thought of Mom's silver tree that she used to put up in her sunroom, and I dug it out of dad's basement and set it up. It was an instant hit with the grandkids. It is different than any they have, plus what isn't cool about a turning color wheel? Which reminds me of how nice it is NOT to have to put lights on a cedar tree every year. Taking them off is even worse than putting them on because by the time you take them off the tree is especially prickly.
Now, I also have another confession. I don't like to decorate early. I do like Christmas decorations, but they make me feel a little claustrophobic. It is always with a sign of relief that I take down the decorations and pack them away. It is probably partly because we are always having to fit people into our house with a shoehorn anyway, and the tree just eats up quite a large amount of room that could be used for seating at the family dinners.
Anyway, I put decorating off as long as I could this year, but today was the day. So I rounded up 11 of our 17 grandkids, gave them the box with the tree, and set them to it. They did a nice job. The Biggles and Middles helped the Littles as needed. They always do. I love them for it.
Afterward, Colyn found some lights and the kids decided to try to brighten up our porch. That didn't quite work, so they decided to decorate the playhouse. Not only did they decorate it, but they cleaned the playhouse, and then they cut a little tree down and decorated it too.
Fernnook has gotten quite festive this year with a lighted outdoor tree and gnomes at the boy's place (Ken and KJ's), and a lighted outdoor tree at the Joel Harding home. Of course dad's house has outside lights, but it faces Highway K, not K-2. I don't know about further down the road past us, because I haven't been down after dark lately, but now we can add our own dazzle with our lighted tree and playhouse.
We celebrated the lovely tree and playhouse decorations with cups of hot toto (as Toliver calls it) and marshmallows.
