Saturday, December 1, 2012

Saturday Evening Post…

42 degrees - 11:18 pm - raining...

A small glimpse into our lives as we live off-grid… sort of like eves dropping.  It may be a thought, quote or a conversation; funny, sweet or sad; but it will always be true.  We will see if it resonates with you…


This past weekend Tony and Jack went out in search of the perfect Christmas tree.  Two hours later they came home with one.  After I was able to get everything but the top two feet of the tree strung with lights (I need a taller ladder to reach the top of the tree), it was time for the kids to put the ornaments on. 

7-year-old daughter:  “Mom isn’t the tree looking great!”
Me:  “The tree is looking fantastic!  Caitlyn why are there chunks of tree on the ground?”
7-year-old daughter:  “I didn’t do it!”
Me:  “Jack, why are there chunks of tree on the ground?  Um...why do you have scissors in your hand?”
3-year-old son:  “I’m trimming the tree.”
Me:  “What!?  Why are you doing that?  You’re not supposed to be cutting the tree!”
3-year-old son:  “Yes I can!  We’re supposed to be trimming the tree right now!”

Apparently our son had his own idea of what “trimming the Christmas tree” really meant.