When the Christmas tree was put up initially, I was petrified about it. What do you expect a less than 1 year old baby to react to a 10 foot tall tree?! Now that I have to watch it everyday, having the chance to brush my head against it, run my fingers among the leaves... it is not that scary anymore. I think it's more afraid of me than anything else, otherwise it won't be losing it's pines... hehe... I wonder why?! I have toys to play with, but nothing is more refreshing than a new toy or an old toy that I've not play with for a long time. This Christmas tree has lots of toys... erm... I meant ornaments. It's like an enormous toy chest, and they are so different. I love the chubby santa because it's big and colorful. Everyday, I'll point everyone to the tree, so they can carry me close to the tree and to my favourite "toy". If I am quick, I'll end up with something to play with.
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