My favorite time of the year came in like a Lion, and before I knew it, we were taking off the Christmas bulbs and wrapping the lights around sleeping children for photo ops. (Sigh..)
Grace woke up this morning and groggily stumbled over to the tree with an odd look in her eyes. As she flicked the power cord switch, the former vision of grandeur stayed dark. "Daddy. The tree's broken, Daddy.." she repeated twice. -"Yes honey. The tree is broken" was my reply. And like all broken trees; out it went, leaving a flurry trail of needles throughout the living room, kitchen, and breeze way, until it's final resting place... in the back yard burn pile to be used as a seasonal fire safety example: "WOW that thing burns fast!"
Lastly, for one of the final posts of December, I wanted to update everyone who gave the wonderful gifts to the kids this year. Grace's absolute favorite gift is...... (Drum roll please.)
Thats right! You guessed it folks. It is my old tape measure! Providing over 30 feet of crazy retractable fun, chasing this heavy duty 'contractor grade' giggle maker is sure to exhaust even the most spunky of kids. (While providing parents the quality time to reflect on the more important life's questions, such as: "..I wonder if they make a sixty-footer?")
P.ost S.cript: BTW, I did get my Midland 2-way radios. Now. I am tempted to build a radio tower... I shall call it: "The Tower of Babel"