First, a look back: 6-month-old Mikko's baby tree.
3-and-a-half-year-old Mikko with his now bigger tree.
7-and-a-half-year-old Mikko last year, both pretty dang tall! This tree stays out on the balcony in a state of benign neglect, which is why it's so scruffy. I assure you, we take (marginally) better care of our children than our plants.
Eight and a half years old. Tolerating picture time.
And…no longer tolerating it.
Being a second child, Alrik apparently has
no pictures of him with his tree when we got it. (?)
So, here, this is a picture of Alrik at his first Christmas sans tree. Just imagine it's in the background, keeping a watchful eye over him as he eats ribbons.
Happily posing with his tree at 3 and a half.
It's a softer Norfolk pine and can stay indoors for its benign neglect.
This year, at 4 and a half. Alrik's getting so tall!
(As you can see, he's outgrown those pants, and how!)
The tree's not any taller, though. Maybe if I watered it…
Here's how they can match height.
Being a third child, Karsten was jacked. Mikko & Alrik got to pick their trees out themselves. Mikko picked his before Christmas, Alrik perhaps just slightly after. Karsten's I picked up, without him, in February, round about Chinese New Year. Therefore, it is a Money Tree, because that's what there was at Safeway while I was hurrying through grocery shopping. Third children in a nutshell right there.
Hey, at least we remembered to take some pictures! Karsten, at 4 months here, was more interested in eating the tree than height-comparison photography.
Here's his 16-month goodness.
You can see his full-height comparison,
and also how terribly we neglect our plants.
Seriously, I can either raise babies or plants, but not both.
Fortunately, our babies fare pretty well.
Look at that chubby-chub!
What a sweetie.
Growing up well, indeed!
We'll check back next year!