dual personalities

Here is a little dual personality circa 1959 trimming the tree. I’m sure my mother (the aforementioned perfectionist) re-distributed all the balls that I had put at my level on the lower branches of the tree after I went to bed, but that’s okay. I was oblivious.

Here we are trimming our tree today. Things haven’t changed much (even my hairdo!). Some of the decorations are even the same.

Here is daughter #2 with a handful of tinsel, flaunting the Bunker Cameron rule of one strand of tinsel per branch, which our mother stuck to religiously as well. We laughed about it, but still…

And here is the tree!

Beautiful! And I’m so glad it’s done!