In order to make his sick grandmother happy, a little boy ventures into the woods on his own to bring home a Christmas tree.

After getting caught, he takes a bold move that makes Christmas unforgettable. Six-year-old Ronnie had celebrated five Christmases in the previous five years. On that particular night, he’d decorate his Christmas tree with his grandmother, Summer. Since Ronnie could remember, the custom continued. He enjoyed it as much as hanging empty stockings beside his bed so Santa could fill them with treats.

On Christmas Eve, Summer went up to the attic to get toys and decorations. She said this while putting tinsels and garlands in the attic.

Summer had Ronnie. She took him in when his parents abandoned him. He adored his granny. Without her, Ronnie’s life would be bleak.

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Summer sped down the attic carrying the package. She was too excited about Christmas with her grandchild.

Summer tripped down the steps. She shattered a leg and was bedridden, but Ronnie’s sorrow when he couldn’t decorate the Christmas tree with her wounded her more.

He nicknamed her “Mimi.” Is everything okay? We can skip tree decorating. Walk! Mimi, when will you rise?

Summer couldn’t keep back her emotions when she saw Ronnie distressed, so she let them flow. Their friendship was ideal since they had no secrets and were comfortable sobbing in front of one other.

“Show your feelings. Summer warned Ronnie, “Holding them back won’t help.”

So he realized his grandmother’s tears were emotions. He knew she was disappointed they couldn’t decorate the tree together. So he took action to make her smile. Every year, they bought a Christmas tree at the market.

“What’s a Christmas tree?” Ronnie panicked. He couldn’t find the market and couldn’t afford a tree. He hurried to the neighboring woods after getting an idea.

Frosty night. Everything Ronnie could see was covered with snow, as if the skies were asleep on earth.

He hurried towards the woods and halted after noticing a pine tree on the snow. Crooked branches caused it to be chopped and thrown. Ronnie’s Christmas tree was his prized possession.

He panted, dragging the recalcitrant tree through the snow. Ronnie had just finished sighing when a policeman grabbed him by the shoulder.

“Are you stealing trees, thief? Officer Baxton’s gruff voice terrified Ronnie. Poor guy began weeping.

“Huh? Officer Baxton said, “Give me that tree,” and grabbed Ronnie’s hands.

Ronnie sobbed, “It’s for my ailing grandma.” “No way.”

“She’s upset we don’t have a Christmas tree. My tree makes Mimi happy. I need this tree to make her happy.”

Officer Baxton rubbed his mustache, frowning at Ronnie’s begging eyes. “Sonny, I’m sorry but you can’t have that tree. But… My concept. “Join me.”

Nearing retirement, Officer Baxton has five grandkids. Little Ronnie’s innocence affected him. He purchased Ronnie a Christmas tree. But Baxton continued. He purchased Ronnie a Christmas gift basket and a chocolate cake.

That night, Baxton, Ronnie, and Summer decorated the tree. The police made her son’s Christmas special, and she was grateful.

“Oh, Mrs. Phil! You should be proud of your grandson’s affection. He’s adorable!” Baxton.

Summer and Ronnie celebrated Christmas the next day. They laughed, wished, and swapped gifts.

Officer Baxton’s generosity helped Summer recuperate quicker. He brought breakfast and groceries every morning. Summer and Ronnie were treated like family, and they celebrated Christmas with his grandchildren.