It’s supposed to be a happy time. We got our tree today. The day was going great til we got the tree home.
Mom and Dad were putting the tree in the holder and I couldn’t wait to start decorating it. Then Dad got a phone call and Mom went up to do the laundry. Me and Sara were putting the train together, in order to wait for Mom & Dad to come to join us so we could put up the ornaments. I was upset because the track wasn’t cooperating and Sara was being annoying. Also Mom & Dad were supposed to be helping. Dad got off the phone but still didn’t help. Xmas is a happy, family togetherness time I geuss he was working or something. Mom came but didn’t help, just stood around watching. I tried to hold back the tears and have fun. Finally Mom and Dad started fixing dinner, so I ditched Sara and came up to my room to cry, which I’m doing now.
For years the whole family has helped decorating the tree. Now dad has decided to break the tradition.