I'm just not that into you.
It's not that I am anti-tree. I enjoy the symbiotic relationship that we have with our photosynthetical friends...I do. And I occasionally make tree-friendly choices when presented with the opportunity to do so. I think trees are fantastic.
It's not that I'm anti-Christmas tree, either. I love looking at other people's Christmas trees. When other people put them up, I thoroughly enjoy gazing at the colorful ornaments and sparkling lights. Again, fantastic.
The thing is, I'm anti-hassle. While I like Christmas trees in general, I have no desire to spend the time and money that it would require in order to have one in our house. I have felt this way for quite some time. Kris and I have never had a tree. And now that I am on the brink of having a crawler to contend with, I feel even more justified in foregoing this tradition.
I know, I know...poor Asher--Mrs. Bah-Humbug herself for a mother. I'm sure I sound pretty Scrooge-esque, not putting up a tree for my child's first Christmas. I feel confident that he will not be permanently scarred. In fact, I think hearing the words, "no, no!" eighty times a day as he tries to attack the tree would be much more of a drag for him than just omitting the tree altogether.
So no tree again this year. But when you get yours up, invite us over so I can take Asher's picture in front if it ;)