Matthew 6:34 NIV

"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." Matthew 6:34 NIV


Saturday, December 1, 2007

The Christmas Tree Massacre


Miss Lilly Ann discovered the Christmas tree.  It was all that stupid tennis ball's fault.  There she was minding her own business throwing the ball against the wall and then chasing it through the house, when the darned thing decided to roll underneath the small table the 4 1/2 foot tree was sitting on.  In her quest to get that ball, she knocked the tree off the table.  I'm sure it frightened her.  But, since no one was home to hear her ruckus, she had time to get over her fear and investigate this thing that fell out of the sky.  And wouldn't you know it, that tree had all sorts of dog toys attached to it (ie: ornaments).  Happy! Happy! Joy! Joy!  She had the best time pulling all of the ornaments off of the tree and then playing with them!  When I got home the tree was on it's side, ornaments were strewn throughout the house, Rocco & Sylvester were hiding with "I didn't do it" looks on their faces, and Miss Lilly Ann was sound asleep in the middle of the disaster with hot pink stains on her nose and paws from one of the ornaments she chewed up.  She woke up all sorts of happy and excited to show me her new toys.  "Look what I found Mommy!  Isn't this just great!  Someone left all of these toys out just for me!"  Rocco and Sylvester were still hiding in the other room - waiting for me to start yelling.  Which I should have done.  Lilly SHOULD have gotten in HUGE trouble for killing the tree.  BUT... she was so happy and so cute... well, I just couldn't rain on her parade.  So I sent her outside to play while I cleaned up her mess and moved the tree to a safer location.  The tree was a bit mangled, but a bit of fluffing and it looks fine.  As for the ornaments, she only broke five (four of which can be hot glued back together).  She basically just played with them.  I found little ornament figurines all over the house, including in her favorite hiding spot - underneath my bed.  BTW, crawling underneath my king sized bed is not fun.  I should have taken pictures, but didn't think of it until I had most of the "fun" cleaned up.  She really was cute!



Merry Christmas!