We finally decorated the tree the other night. Meg dropped 2 of the ornaments and they of course broke all over the floor. Steve decided that he’d better help so we still had some ornaments left – the second one he went to put on the tree he dropped too. I don’t think we’ve ever lost 3 in a year! Both of them blamed it on the wood floor. Um hm. I’m thinking on Steve’s part alcohol may have been a contributing factor although both claim that clumsiness wasn’t even a part of the equation, was it? LOL! At least no human or canine was injured in putting up the tree. Meg thought it was sad that we cut down a live tree instead of letting it live in the forest. She didn’t buy the story about the sad little tree that wanted to be a Christmas tree but was never chosen. She was a lot easier to tell stories to when she was younger!