We are so excited we have a "real" tree.
It's not real at all. It's the opposite. Fake. But we keep referring to it as real.
Real like the ones our mothers put up every year. Big, full and covered in ornaments.
{Owyn likes to hide underneath and hang ornaments}
Finished product:
Look how cute these are:
They remind me of me and my love. Ha, just kidding.
{Note to Dave, If you keep getting everything I mention I want, we're gonna be broke real soon.}
