Finally! The boys are old enough to know not to mess with the Christmas tree. Or so I thought... Today, as the whole family sat together (which is rare) in the family room, Thijs starts checking out the tree of lights in the corner. I pay no attention (my specialty) to him as surely he can't and won't hurt anything. Right? yeah, uh huh...
Moments later, my beautiful 7 foot tall pine tree, adorned with ornaments and lights from around the world and construction paper keepsakes from the past 11 years of schooling and imported all the way from North Carolina, came crashing down right before my eyes!
The dog is barking, Gerrit is crying, I am paralyzed, Emily is laughing, and then as the dust settles and the broken ornaments are deeply implanted into my carpet, Thijs suddenly screams "THAT WAS SO AWESOME!!!!"
Thanks, son, you never cease to amaze me with your talents!
Oh... My... Goodness.... This is one of my fears!! Really... Yep... I can see this happening to me already...
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