In light of my most recent blog posting, "Hope Floats on a River Wild", the mishaps of this past Sunday should have been received with a joviality that says, "Sometimes important and special things break."
Someone urged us to take pictures this year when it came time to decorate the Christmas tree with our kids. We took it a step further and videotaped the gaiety.
My opening narrative upon rolling the tape: "Ahhh. Here we are. Christmas season 2008. It's gently snowing outside. It's Eliana's first time helping decorate the family tree. She's about to hang the first ornament. The old toy soldier- good choice. Oh, sweetie…no… hold it with both hands…no, no-" (Pan out; clean up remains of sentimental family ornament, circa 1982).
Yeah, that was kind of how the evening went. Eliana would hang an ornament (on the furthest possible extremity of the branch) and turn around to get another ornament from the box. Meanwhile, Judah would take off said ornament, along with the branch. Lacking the manual dexterity required to hang ornaments, he would just throw it back at the tree and hope it would stick. I liked his approach (reminded me of some women who look in the mirror and just say, "Ugh. What do I do with this?", then proceed to throw on every kind of make-up in the cabinet hoping something will work). The ornaments never "stick" (ladies take note).
One-year old humans never seem more like puppies than at Christmas time, or so I postulate.
2 comments:
seriously. I needed more. please keep writing. I had a beautiful visual, and just wanted more, more spiritual analogy, more visuals of small people throwing ornaments at the tree, hoping they stick, just more! Kinda reminded me of the year I decorated the tree with babies breath and potpourri, and just threw it at the tree, hoping it would stick.
a plastic pony in the mail would be something. have you seen that silly commercial with the little girl and dolly, the white pony in the white living room? yeah, trust me when I say that that thing pooped all over the set 100 times. advertising is stupid. the end.
a year later, I have nothing but the same thing to say. you should really write more.
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