Oh Christmas Tree!
When I think of Christmas what do I think of? Well I think of a number of different things. One of them is a Christmas tree. I think of my whole family going out to to get the tree together. Our house is sort of small, so we usually have to get a really, really small tree. I remember a couple of years ago, my sister and I used to share a room. We came across a tiny tree, that my sister and I got to take home, and put it in a bucket in our room. That Christmas my brother was sort of jealous.
Another thing that I think of is snow. I think of the year my dad helped my brother, sister, and I build a huge snowman. He put me up on his shoulders, and started to walk towards our house. I thought he was going to leave me there. So I got scared, and started to cry. Just remember though, I was 4 or 5 years old when this happened. Another time, my mom told us that she threw a snowball at my grandpa. Then he put her up on the wood stack.
Most of all I think of what started. Jesus Christ, and Heavenly Father. I think of the nativity story, how he was born on December 25th.