Last night, Kevin & I (and our hodge podge assortment of pets) were all lounging in front of the fireplace. Kevin had just added the 6th log to the inferno he calls a file when he turned to me and asked…<\/p>\n
“How soon can we get our Christmas tree?”<\/p>\n
I almost fell out of the sofa.<\/p>\n
Kevin, Mr. Humbug, Ebenezer himself, looking at me all excited at the idea of a Christmas tree! This was the same man who went on a three hour trek last year and returned with Charlie Brown’s pitiful tree. This was the same person who once sniggled and said we were killing a tree for Jesus.<\/p>\n
Now before me stood a whole ‘nother person. Sure, he looked like Kevin and he built a fire like Kevin but I wasn’t quite sure who exactly it was.<\/p>\n
“Well, we should probably wait until after Thanksgiving if we want it to last….” I began before Kevin cut me off.<\/p>\n
“But if we cut it fresh it’ll last much longer.” I swear to you, he was rubbing his hands together in glee.<\/p>\n
Suddenly, I felt like the Scrooge as I informed my reformed husband that we had to wait until December to get our tree. Kevin sighed, settled back on the sofa, and picked up his book. I think I hid my glee very well. Finally, after five years of pleading, it appears that Kevin has captured the spirit of Christmas. Yippee!<\/p>\n
I haven’t told him yet but this morning, as I was walking the dog, I happened to look through the window of a house and there in its living room in all its glory was a beautiful Christmas tree. I couldn’t tell if it was real or not without walking up the lawn and pressing my nose to the window glass but I guess Kevin isn’t the only one who can’t wait for tree season.<\/p>\n
I just hope I can hold him back until December<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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