Because sometimes, its the hijinks that it’s all about. Like finding a tree that everyone agrees on so we don’t have to hear about how this one is broken (Noble Fir) “look at all those spaces!) or the wrong color?.
And it’s about the boys being obsessed with singing “Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra” ala The Christmas Story until I find myself humming it too.
Dad: Okay, you are my safety guy, if I get hurt with the chainsaw you will run and tell mom
Son: Okay, I will run and tell mom but if a WILD ANIMAL COMES OUT OF THE WOODS AND KILLS YOU DEAD!!!! THEN I WILL RUN TO MOM BECAUSE THAT WILL BE A SERIOUS EMERGENCY!!