The Best Holiday Home Memories

I used to take my nephew Christmas tree shopping. He'd run all over looking and getting excited about every tree, but none were good enough, so he'd keep racing around until we found "the one." Thirty minutes later, it became obvious that he had pooped. And every tree looked like "the best one...can we go now?!" Always makes me laugh to think of it. He's 22 now.

Mikki Cassidy
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