The Kids Did It - The tree that is
It is time to decorate the Christmas tree!
My enthusiasm is not contagious no matter how hard I try. Every year I feel deflated, upset, and neglected. Pulling out the tree, locating the decorations, and carrying dozens of boxes, my husband helps (he even sings!) The boys, however, dread my bubbly excitement for this tradition almost as much as they avoid hearing me exclaim that A Charlie Brown Christmas is on television in 5 minutes!
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I backed off a little this year. I let them decorate the tree without a lot of guidance (think my tongue may still be bleeding.)
It is lopsided – way more decorations on one side than the other with some overlapping 3 deep while neighboring branches are bare. The left side is heavy with bulbs, bells, and keepsakes while the right remained (in comparison) bare. It leans a little.
For a couple of days it appeared that our Angel would do a swan dive onto the coffee table where she would land head first shattering into a million pieces. I cringed. As if I am the only person in the house who can see this I had to ask my husband to at least keep her from falling 7 feet to her doom – the kids straightened her before my blood started to boil.
Opening boxes and handing out the ornaments, I tried to keep quiet. Each “Please try to put some on the right side” was met with “I KNOW!” Dang we raised smart teenagers!
No Norman Rockwell Christmas tree here.
It’s The Hayes’ Christmas tree and we think it is perfect!
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