Then out of no where, the kids (plus a friend of my daughter's) carried across the lot this nice douglas fir. They picked it out themselves and with their enthusiasm at it's peak levels, how could we deny them? It was, after all, a pretty nice tree. So they carried it up to the counter, then out to the car all by themselves, pleased as punch to be the primary contributors to our decorating decision. Who knew they could be so strong? Now if I could only get that kind of enthusiasm about taking out the trash...


