The halls are decked.

All my memories are of fake Christmas trees. By the way, I don't care for the word fake in regards to Christmas trees - it is often said with such disdain. I fully understand the merits of real trees. The smell alone is enough reason to fork over the cash year after year for a mess-making machine. Did that sentence adequately profess my allegiance to said "fake" trees?
Anyway, I grew up overseas, and though I can't be sure that there weren't real Christmas trees to be had, I'm fairly certain that fake trees are the only ones made in China. So fake it was. Tim's family didn't adopt the real Christmas tree tradition until long after he left home.
We bought our first fake tree at at 70% off after-Christmas sale at Target the year Anna was born.
The girls single-handedly assembled the Christmas tree at the beginning of December. It took us about two weeks to string lights and ornaments on its fake boughs.
Now it's December 28th and I'm finally posting pictures. Enjoy.