If you missed part 1 in this two-part series on how to make a book-mas tree (aka a Christmas tree made of books), you can find it here. The first part was about how we rather hilariously and spectacularly failed on our first attempt and had to deconstruct the tree and start over.
So, where did we leave off? Essentially, the internet is full of information that can be misleading or unhelpful. (Yes, I’m talking to you picture of beautiful, perfect book-mas tree on the internet with the implication that it took “no time at all.”) And, yes, one has to actually try things and can’t just trust everything you read. (Shocking. I know.)
So last we met, my daughter and I had restarted our tree from scratch and we were here, frustrated with a tiny pile of books on our second attempt at the tree.
And my dog was annoyed because we’d obstructed her favorite spot by the window. So she decided to it take out on my poor hat!
But, finally, finally, I figured out the secret to making a book-mas tree!! Just let your 11-year-old daughter do it! Why didn’t I think of this before? Isn’t this why we have children, to do chores and make book-mas trees? Plus, they’re creative and smart. So, I left the house and left the book-
mas tree to my daughter to continue and here’s what happened.
She added several layers and quickly the book-mas tree rose. She figured out the “trick” to the tree. She organized the books properly into size and thickness.
When I came back, the tree had grown and my daughter felt confident that we’d be able to finish it quickly. And she was right!
Just one more night and the tree was complete! And my daughter told that tree exactly what she thought of it – she’d conquered it. We added lights and ornaments. Even the dog finally relaxed with relief.
And here is the final product. We’re very proud of our success. So what’s the secret to the book-mas tree (in case it wasn’t clear)? Child labor! 🙂 Kidding, of course. Like anything, it’s actually just perseverance, a much less fun answer, but the true one. It paid off and we all love the tree. My daughter is proud and feels a sense of accomplishment of something beautiful and creative. In the end, it was all worth it.