We finally got the tree put up. I made sure that it was sitting straight in the holder. For some reason, the tall guy likes to put lights and all sorts of bobbily-bits on the tree. He says it makes it look nice. Personally (or should that be doggone-ally), I thought it looked just fine the way it was. But evidently my opinion isn't worth much around here.
You may notice that I am not wearing my happy face. You may also notice that there are no presents under the tree. You may wonder if those two things are related.
I was told that Sanity Clause brings all the gifts to all the good boys next week and we would just have to wait and see
I would just sit here and wait but what you can't see in the picture is the fence that the tall guy put up to keep me out of the room with the tree when he is not here. For some reason, he thinks I might decide to play with some of the bobbily-bits on the tree.
I think he knows me too well!