Husband has been asking me for days to go get our Christmas tree. We finally found the time this past weekend.
I had tried to convince him that we didn't need one, but he wouldn't go for it. However, before we were about to leave, he looked at me seriously.
Husband: Babe, I have an idea and you may not like it.
Me (secretly hoping he's going to cave in and not get a tree): What is it?
Husband: What if we get a smaller tree and put it on the corner table?
Me: What makes you ask that?
Husband: I just think it would be easier than getting a big tree on the ground. That way we won't have to worry about Baby knocking it over or eating the pine needles.
Me (inwardly jumping up and down with joy): ok, sounds cool.
Note: I had suggested this idea to Husband as a compromise to my no-tree Christmas idea. I think it finally sunk in. Funny how that works.