I believe that it was invented by a mother who:
- lived on the tundra known as Minnesota
- and had three small children
- one of which was sick and refused to be set down, nor could she walk in her first pair of boots
- was a perfectionist and all the lopsided trees on the farm drove her nuts
- was married to a less-than-handy-man
- who took 45 minutes to cut down the tree - maybe because the saw was DULL
- while the baby cried in her arms the ENTIRE time
- and the twins ran around "are you done? are you done now? can I help? Here, let me help! LOOK! I'm riding on Daddy while he cuts the tree!"
- and the wind whipped and cascades of snot dripped down the children's faces because she FORGOT to bring kleenex
We did, though, finally get the tree cut down and the twins saw Santa, got a candycane, and rode the choo-choo. Andi rode the choo-choo once around, but started crying so hard, they had to stop the train and ask us to come get her off of it. So it goes when you are only 1 year old.
I have also heard that some artificial trees come decorated and/or pre-lit. Those were also invented by a mother who:
- had busybodies for children who pulled things out of boxes faster than she could blink
- while the 1 year old pulled the lights off the tree
- and then pulled the ornaments off the tree - losing the tiny hooks in the carpet
- and whose husband thought it would be a good idea to saw excess limbs in the living room introducing sawdust into the mess
Now if only Andi would stop opening the presents that I wrapped and put under the tree...I'm running out of wrapping paper...
|The Twins are sporting new dresses from auntie M, and Andi is on strike as far as wearing pants....|