Doesn't my son look so innocent playing with his train set around the Christmas tree? Looks like a Norman Rockwell photo, doesn't it? All I can say is I'm so grateful I snapped this photo because of the next scene.
I made the mistake of asking Josiah to water the tree. I was in the kitchen and smelled the wonderful smell of fresh cut greens. Hum, thats weird. I went to inspect. I see Josiah in front of the Christmas tree, cutting away branches with serious intensity. Momzilla came out! Not a good scene. After I finally gave him a chance to speak, he said he was watering the tree and the branches were poking his face. Without asking, he decided to get the sharp rose clippers and take care of the problem himself. Apparently he didn't notice the ornaments, lights and garland falling off every time he cut a branch!
Here is the end result. And no, we can't simply turn the tree around because there is a natural hole in the back, too. We're calling it our "Hole in the Wall Tree". Oh my, I was so mad, I couldn't discipline him. Apparently I have an unhealthy attachment to my Christmas trees. Luckily Michael was on his way home and he took care of the discipling. The thing I was the most angry about is that he has a bad habit (as most boys that age) of "doing before asking". He knows better than to cut on anything without asking first. That is what he got in trouble for, not his problem solving skills. Sigh. In the end, we all agreed that even though it was annoying, it wasn't life and death. Hopefully a lesson was learned for all of us. And hey, we've got a great conversational piece in our home right now! Nope, I'm never lettin' him live this one down, LOL. NEVER! His wife WILL know about this someday!
From Michael's Aunt Cookie: One year my mom decided to flock the tree but bought by mistake pink spray so we had a pink tree! Funny how I remember the mishaps with such fondness - the perfect tree not so much. Aunt Cookie
Well said, Aunt Cookie!