In the beginning of December my mom and dad go to my backyard to get a tree. We never buy a tree because my backyard is filled with pine trees but we are running out of trees so we are going to have to get trees from the store.
If I could remember I think that my grandfather gets it in front of the Canadian Tire. The pine trees are good there – very green and big. “It’s a good store to get tires”, my dad said, but we are not talking about tires are we? So let’s get back to what we were are taking about – trees.
The way we choose our trees is we would bring a measuring tape and measure how wide it is and how tall it is, to see if it is as tall as the blackboard. We want it green – really green! It looks good green. But they are not always green. At the end of December the tree is orange and it gets your house full of those spiky things all over the ground.
After my mom and dad get the tree out of the house my mom walks in and says, when I am playing on the Playstation or WIII “”Go clean the living room“” and I’m like “”Mom I didn’t do the mess!”