We officially have our first Christmas tree.
Elephant is convinced that it’s a delicious treat that we brought home just for her to play with.
Moose wishes he could chew it without being sprayed.
James is laying on the floor spraying them both if they try to eat and/or climb it.
Now. She’s a total fakey fake. The cats have already tried to ingest a bough each, and they’re pretty sure James is just playing with them with the water bottle. I boiled cinnamon with orange peels so it smelled like Mimi’s house used to at Christmas time.
James and I have our first Christmas tree. We built it together and tied ribbons through the globes and strung up all the lights. It’s beautiful. And it’s perfect. And it’s all our own.