After Ethan finished with school I told them they could decorate the miniature tree. They had previously put a handful of ornaments on the tree and they carefully removed them because Ethan decided that they needed to put lights on the tree. That’s about as far as they got because Ethan was upset that it couldn’t be perfect. My poor boy and his obsession with perfection. 🙁 I told him they don’t need to be perfect, the other trees aren’t perfect. To which he replied, yes they are. Which I don’t think they are, but I grew up with a mother that was a perfectionist who put over 800 white lights on the tree and all the lights poked up like little candles. Now that was perfect, you needed sunglasses to look at it, but it was spectacular.