Last night, I wrangled the boys into helping me pull the ornaments off the tree and absolute chaos ensued. There may or may not have been some yelling, cursing, shoving, dog chasing and a whole lot of laughing. Here is small sample snippet of conversation:
Mom: Harry if you don't put that cell phone down and start putting ornaments away I am going to throw your phone out in the yard.
Harry: Mom, I have just read a tweet about a nuclear war situation and I am going to need a minute to process the end of the world as we know it.
Mom: Harry, you are going to meet the end of the world in two seconds if you do not get back on the ornament boxing!
Chip: Mom, two things. Is there a box for this weird pregnant bear? Also, when you get done yelling at Harry, you might want to get that box away from Cooper before he destroys it.
There is no telling what I am going to find when I open those boxes next year! I know for sure it will make me laugh just remembering how hysterical we were putting them away!
And putting that tree back in the box. There was no way four giant tree segments were going back in that tiny rectangle box! We were cramming, pulling, cinching tie downs. I was giving good and sound tips to the boys on how to make it work. My glasses were falling off my face and Harry said "I cannot even take you seriously with those glasses hanging off your nose. I am going to need them on your eyes or off your head completely. One or the other." Cracked me up.
We were laughing and yelling so much in the garage that we actually stopped and said "This would be one of those times that if someone was walking by outside, they would wonder what in the world was happening in this garage."
I don't know if everyone would think that sounds like a good time, but for me it was priceless. Nothing I like better than carrying on with my boys.
So, God willing I am closing in on getting the last snowman boxed up and hopefully it will all be packed up and put away by the weekend. And this house needs a deep cleaning. DEEP, DEEP, DEEP cleaning.
Harry is leaving tomorrow and I am going to miss his face so hard. And his hugs in the kitchen. I will miss those so much.
It has been awesome to have him home for a solid month. I know Chip is going to miss him too!
Harry will not miss Cooper. Cooper has been an albatross around Harry's neck! Cooper loves Harry. It is not a good thing for the worst dog in the world to love you. It is a nightmare.
My wish for you is that you have finished putting away your Christmas decor and your house is nice and tidy and looking a little bit naked without the twinkling lights. I do miss the twinkling lights. I would appreciate your prayers for safe travels back to Arizona for my boy!
Have a beautiful evening!
I am so glad to be reading about your funny shenanigans again. The first year we had our, shall we say, "boxed" tree, Chris insisted that there was no way that tree was going to fit back in the box. I told him that either it would fit back in the box or I would have to buy a new one for the next year. Sure enough, it fit back in the box that year and every year, for probably 10 years now. It's all about the motivation! Also, it has been my experience that boys do not pack things like girls do. At. All.
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