At 3 am I arose to a clatter, I ran to the living room to see what was the matter, and what to my sleepy eyes did I see, but my downed Christmas tree. There were baubles, candy canes, and pine needles galore, all strewn about my carpeted floor. I took a deep breath and gave a sigh, this was not good I could see through my sleepy eyes. So, back to bed I went cuz I knew it didn’t matter I would clean up the mess a few hour later.
Corny I know, but I had to do it.
The tree survived as did the lights, ornaments, and only a few broken candy canes. I am sure my kids will make quick work of those broken canes sticky fingers and all…As we all know sticky fingers are finger licking good!