We brought home our Christmas tree this weekend, and it smells so wonderful. We did not have a tree last year, since Charlie had just become mobile and was about to walk, pulling up on everything. This year we cleared a space in our living room, took Jeff's parents and Charlie with us to the lot, and picked out the perfect tree. We put on White Christmas and decorated it, Charlie placing the first ornament (her pacifier) on a low branch, and Jeff and I taking time to remember all of our Disneyland visits, our Yosemite trips, and our honeymoon on which we purchased many of the ornaments we were hanging. Finally, Jeff held Charlie up to place the star on the top of our beautiful tree, but it didn't want to stand straight on the branch. The result was a little Dr. Seuss-like, but very charming! (We fixed it later). Despite all of the holiday cheer, we looked on our tree the next morning with horror--a family of tiny jumping spiders had taken up residence on our cockeyed star, and had strung webs all over the top of the tree. Jeff's dad took the star outside to rid it of the unwelcome guests, and Jeff sprayed the tree with indoor-outdoor insect spray. After only one recurring incident, our tree seems to be spider free, and as shining and beautiful as the night we brought it in. Hey, what's that little black thing on the nativity?
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I am sure Mary and Joseph had to deal with spiders and other vermin in their stable that First Christmas Day.
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