Wednesday, December 27, 2006

O Tannenbaum - Public enemy #1

It was our great pleasure to have Scott, Carlie, Lili, and Mama & Papa B here for Christmas. Lili sleeps by herself now, so the Holler was full; someone had to sleep on an inflatable mattress in the living room. We offered to do so, and even tried to be bossy about it, but Scott and Carlie insisted that they would sleep there. To their chagrin: at about one in the morning, our Christmas tree fell on them.

They were very gracious about it, righting the tree and going back to sleep - on the couches, away from the tree, thank you - without even waking anyone in the house. But the signs were clear when I came down in the morning: inflatable mattress cast aside, sheets on the sofa, and a tree-shaped stamp of pine needles on the floor.

By all accounts this was an unprovoked attack by a malicious tree. The Furryous Two were upstairs with us, Lili was asleep in her crib, and the thought of Scott and Carlie pulling the tree over onto themselves is just too weird to countenance. No, this was vicious, arboreal assault.

The moral of the story, faithful reader, is not to always secure a tree to the wall. Rather, the lesson is that, if Travis and Kerry say we should sleep on the living room floor, let us.

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