How old is that ornament again???
My little Miss Maggie is into her second Christmas season with the family, and so far, we've only had one tragedy to the ornaments. (Knock on wood)
Maggie was in a "tiff" last evening because no one was paying attention to her, and she decided she was gonna do something to get Mommy's or Daddy's attention. She did her "I am mad at you" snort and tiptoed to the living room. In about 5 minutes, she boxer burned thru the dining room and into the family room where I was at...jumped on my lap and started giving me boxer kisses. That's not a good thing...Mags done got herself into big time trouble. Sure 'nuff, I walk into the living room and I see it! There, lying on the carpet was one of my oldest ornaments on the tree. What used to be a Minute Man from 1976 (remember all the bicentennial hoopla?), is now bald, missing every stitch of clothes, hat gone, and drum destroyed piece of gnawled up, contorted piece of plastic that if you look closely at it may - and the key word is MAY - resemble a doll-like figure. There was no sense in scolding Mags for what she did; she didn't know that ornament was almost 30 years old. But let me tell ya, I went around the Christmas tree and rearranged the ornaments and put all of the oldest ornaments up farther on the tree out of Ms. Mags' reach. This is just something that I'll have to remember next year.