Ferdinand has a baby brother!

When Melissa and I were roommates, we got a tree in our bedroom. We slept with that tree lit up every night. And it was magical. So I got a tree in my room again last year. This year my Brooklyn bedroom is maybe a quarter the size of my Philly bedroom (that's a generous guess), so there's not really floor space for a tree.

This has made me very, very sad. I've been trying to figure out a solution, but fortunately my friend Mark helped me out.

Behold: the smallest tree you ever did see.

You can kind of see the family resemblance to Ferdinand. But Ferdinand definitely got all the height.