On the tenth Day of Christmas ... I was admiring the Christmas tree, the lights, and the ornaments.
How the lights shine! How the ornaments gleam! How the tree ... shimmies? No wait, that's my toddler shaking the tree. Again.
Sigh. All the shatterproof ornaments have been removed by little hands, or fallen due to the "rolling thunder". Only the top third of the tree has anything left, with a few ribbons cascading forlornly down the branches.
And I realize: this is normal in a house with little feet.
Next year in Jerusalem, eh?
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