When we became parents, my husband and I started our own holiday traditions. One of our favorites was taking our two daughters to snag the plumpest pine tree, and then going home to enjoy everyone’s favorite meal of homemade breaded chicken cutlets, mashed potatoes, and gravy. Bellies full, we’d hang our precious ornaments on the tree and enjoy hot-fudge sundaes while admiring our masterpiece. While all of this may sound absolutely magical, in reality, it…

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