Several weeks ago, thankfully while the weather was still warm, our family went out in search of the perfect Christmas tree. We have never picked out a Christmas tree without being bundled up in winter coats. Last year Mom made Dad and I go out and pick one out in the middle of an ice/snow storm. Needless to say, that was the worst tree we've ever had, but that's what happens when you pick one out in 2 minutes. We always buy from the Breakfast Optimist Club because the profits are put back into the local community through charitable support. So, Dad and I began the search. Wandering up and down the aisles looking for that "special" tree to bring home.
So, Mom informed me that now since I'm big enough it's my job to take the lead on trimming the tree and to get it started. So, I carefully picked out the first ornament to hang. 
I went and grabbed the step stool and hung the first ornament of choice, it just didn't look right.
I went and grabbed the step stool and hung the first ornament of choice, it just didn't look right.
So, I then went and grabbed a chair to the dining room table and again hung the first ornament of choice. But I was still not happy with it's placement.
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