Tree break

After a long afternoon of working on sermon preparation, Scotty called to tell me he was coming home for a break so that we could put up the Christmas tree. I got very excited and informed Mims and Papi of the plan. I put on a Christmas CD and the big, green box was brought up and we began to unpack the tree that we bought last year in the market. The cats were just tiny kittens last Christmas and found the tree to be an oh-so-perfect, larger than life cat toy and my prayer last year was that they'd be too fat and lazy this year to want to play and hide in the branches like they did before. Well, the fat and lazy part had become a reality, but as soon as the magical box was opened, they seemed to instantly become active little kitties again. The branches are so thick that Malphurs can actually climb up and walk around on each layer and he thinks that's a pretty great thing and spent all last night doing just that.

Malphurs climbing his way to the top while Cheddar cheers from below.

We sipped port and listened to Christmas carols and put just enough ornaments on the tree for it not to look bare, knowing full well that the more we had on there, the more we'd have to pick up off the floor the next morning. In fact, when I woke up today, there were at least 3 ornaments rolling around and 7 (heavy) branches that had been removed and scooted to various places around the house. Hopefully the novelty of the thing will wear off while we still have a pretty nice tree.