So the tree went up this weekend. Jason was so sweet to surprise me with it up when I was working the Black Friday sale at Younkers. Which was to say the least, exhausting. I have never been more tired or hungry in my life. Lunch was provided. But they failed to mention that it was Campbell's chicken noodle soup in a crock pot with a few saltines. At 7am. Oh well, its over.
Anyway, my point is that there are a few tiny hands in this tree all day. I forgot that Grady was not even totally walking last Christmas.( he was just beginning)The most damage he could do was pull up on the table and knock over the santas and snow bears under the tree. But this year, naughty naughty! He gets behind the tree, and he touches everything. He, of course, LOVES the shiny ones! Last night, Jason caught him with one and he did his usual when busted with something he is not supposed to have-he threw it across the room! Luckily it did not break. Today I found him trying to stuff this red one in his pocket. Big treasure for a little boy!