Monday, December 28, 2009

And the Tree Came Tumbling Down . . .

I'm familiar with the usual sounds that jingle around my home. Kate playing with her buggy and crashing it into everything. Or her stroller that plays a certain tune. I know when I hear noises coming from the bathroom that tattle on whomever forgot to shut the door and has since become a playground for our almost two year old. I know the sound of wrappers in the pantry -- another door that insists on being closed or else trouble follows. The scary thing is when you hear something unfamiliar . . .

I was upstairs putting some stuff away when I heard some jingly sounds then complete silence. I paused for a second trying to identify the noise. A few seconds later it clicked and I had to wonder if just maybe . . . and sure enough! The tree was laying on its side and two very pleased little girls were checking out all the goods that once were purposely out of reach. Kate had already found the candy canes and curly topped cousin Bella was inspecting each little ornament.

I plopped my plump, pregnant self down on the ground feeling a bit defeated. I couldn't be upset. They are after all curious pre-two-year-olds which means those chubby little hands find trouble whether they are looking for it or not. I tried to set the tree back upright, but it just would not stand. The girls were anxious to help, but a bit lacking in the strength department. (It would have helped if I would have recognized the ornament underneath the tree stand which was making it impossible for any upright positioning. Luckily my sister came in and rescued our pitiful looking tree. And surprisingly enough, only one ornament broke . . .

1 comment:

Jared and Beka said...

oh wow!! funny now, though maybe not at the time - but will be a great story for you to tell as Kate and Bella get older!