The other day dad was all, "Peep, are you ready to go and pick out a Christmas tree?" and I was all, "Of course, I'm an expert tree-picker-peep!"
It didn't take long for me to find the best tree on the lot.
Since it was a little ginormous, we decided to get the trunk trimmed a little. You know, so we could fit it in the house.
Tree-picking is super fun, especially when I can play hide and seek in the trees.
After we got the tree trimmed, I supervised dad's tying-tree-to-car-skills. He did a great job - the tree was still there when we got home!
The next day it was time for decorations! I inspected all the ornaments and oversaw placement. I was a pretty excellent artistic decorator for the project.
We have some awesome ornaments. I really liked the sissy-dog ornament, the cucumber (pickle), and the Gopher-snowman-guy.
Sissy-dog wanted to do some ornament inspecting too. She snooted them.
... and then I tried being tree-skirt-peep.
And when we were all done, our tree was beautiful! I named him Bob Tree. Christmas trees always have to have names you know. Bob is pretty great, especially with his lights on. Now we just need some presents underneath him!