Lynne is six in this Christmas photo. She’s so cute! I love it that her tree looks exactly like our trees did when I was growing up. I think they may have been cedar rather than spruce, pine, or fir trees. (I’m betting Lynne will know.)
I stopped using icicles years ago, even when we still put up real trees. But now with the little artificial tree and because of the dogs, we never use them. I can embiggen Lynne’s tree and see not only ornaments that look just like those on my parents’ trees, but the same kind of Christmas lights. The ones that looked like this and would get so hot:
No way did we put as many lights on the tree then as we do now. We’d have caught it on fire! I don’t know if we’ll ever have a real tree again–it’s hard to keep dogs from drinking the water, plus the needles get everywhere.
Here’s Jess admiring a Christmas tree when he was about fourteen months old. This may have been taken in the same house–even in the same corner–as Lynne’s photo.
And the new generation. Lila in 2009, a year and nine months old, opening a gift next to her grandmother’s tree.