Each year, Mike typically gets quite annoyed with my search for the perfect tree (as do the workers at whatever home improvement store we are at). I usually do not like the ones that they have on display and make them open tree after tree to find the best one available. So this year we head out to the Canadian Home Depot in this years said quest. We arrive at the tree section and not only were the trees I like, Frasier Furs, the only ones sitting in the falling snow, there is also no one there to help us. We go back inside and see if we can find someone in order for us to find that perfect tree. We flag someone down and they look at us strangely and ask us what exactly we needed help with. Essentially, they tell us that you can't unwrap trees to look at them. So, it was basically just Christmas tree lotto--Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, if you will. I ask, "What if you get home and there is a huge hole in the tree?". They told us we can just bring it back! So we did what they said and just randomly picked one. We brought it home and luckily it isn't too bad. Just one big hole, that we put to the back.
A couple days later, I saw a Home Depot commercial on an American channel and it showed the workers helping their customers by unwrapping trees, holding them up for inspection, cutting the trunk and then re-wrapping them up. Apparently, the Canadian Home Depot didn't get that memo!
We only put a few no-breakable ornaments at the bottom of the tree. A whole tree in her house full of her favorite thing right now, balls! Olivia only took the ornaments she could reach off for a few days. Thankfully, she is over it.
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