Last Saturday night, we decorated our Christmas Tree. I'd like to say this was a very special heartwarming family time, but... it was more like normal family time. After putting the star in place,
Nathan jumped off the arm of the sofa and earned himself a time-out. Then Andrew, eager to check out the Christmas balls, broke one in his hand and cut his finger. It didn't even phase him, but the images of blood smeared all over the house sure got my attention. After we had Andrew's finger bandaged up, we began decorating the tree again, this time with a little more success.
Nathan jumped off the arm of the sofa and earned himself a time-out. Then Andrew, eager to check out the Christmas balls, broke one in his hand and cut his finger. It didn't even phase him, but the images of blood smeared all over the house sure got my attention. After we had Andrew's finger bandaged up, we began decorating the tree again, this time with a little more success. 
After the boys went to bad, Dan and I spread the ornaments out a little more and picked up about ten that Andrew had just dropped on the floor behind the tree. AAhhhh....... Christmas memories.
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