Survival Tip #159: Put your Christmas tree in a crate.
Last week, on Thursday, after both kids were fast asleep, James and I poured a festive glass of cider and sat down to scribble ideas for this year’s advent calendar. But as we brainstormed advent merriment, we became sidetracked by a conversation about the Christmas tree. Could we have one this year? Would 11-month-old Silas topple it over? Is this the kind of thing that only parents in our generation even worry about? Surely parents of years past would have just put up a tree, covered it in glass ornaments, and sat back with a mug of spiked egg nog to enjoy the splendor, no?
Well. I can’t speak for everyone, but my sample size of two—my very own parents—reminded me that even hippy parents who generally threw caution to the wind took some minor precautionary measures around wannabe walking babies and toppling trees. And so would we.
We’d perch the tree on my dresser, we decided. We’d stick it in the crate where we normally store cookbooks. The cookbooks would go into the crate where we normally store shoes. The shoes would be a little more crammed than usual in the crates we keep in the closet. In other words, it would require some crate rejiggering, but not a wholesale furniture rearrange, and so we committed and then doubled down. We’d get the tree that very night. Hop to.
Our plan required swapping our metal stand for a sturdy plastic one without feet. James stole out into the Brooklyn night and purchased both tree and stand from the kindly Christmas tree vendor around the corner. He Facetimed me with his fir finds. I nodded a vigorous yes to one that looked sufficiently spindly. James tossed it over his shoulder (saying a polite no to the plastic netting) and was back home twenty minutes later with what might be the very favorite tree we’ve ever had—acquired by way of uniquely modern marvel, but festooned with a bit of old-fashioned charm.
All this to say, if you’re in a small space this year, or every year, consider a tree in a crate, perched upon an existing piece of furniture and strung up with whatever makes you happy. Merry everything.
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