The children informed us that it was time to set up the Christmas tree. And so, The Dad got the box down, and set it up in the corner of the lounge:
But NO, that was not good enough apparently. (Oh my goodness, it’s fun to mess with their minds sometimes!). They insisted that the tree be brought out of its box – despite our protests that it was all neat and tidy like that and we’d only have to put it back later. There was much hilarity as the children explained the basic facts of the matter to their obtuse parents. So we got out the tree.
Eventually it was all assembled, and again we stood back. “Ta-dah!”
Now we had to decorate it as well. Honestly, the demands these children make. So out came the lights and the tinsel and the Christmas Goats, and finally they had the ritual they had been craving.
Eventually all the decorations were out of the boxes and on the tree, and we were allowed a real “Ta-dah!”
I suppose I should really get cracking on some Christmas cards, huh?
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