Think of all the fun you miss out in with a fake tree. Going out with the family in the blistering cold to search for the perfect tree, cutting it down and lugging it to your house on top of your car, wrestling it into the stand after you've cut off a foot or 2 because wifey picked one much too big. (Don't forget sap on your clothes. Watching mom decorate it while you sip hot chocolate or a hot toddy.And that wonderful pine smell. I've been a real tree girl all my life. Looking forward to carrying on the tradition, no matter the cost 🎄