All I Want

I have discovered my son's newest, and biggest fear.

We spent yesterday putting up our Christmas decorations. We did some on Saturday, during which Ty kept asking when we were putting the Christmas Tree up. He was told we would put it up Sunday. So when Sunday morning rolled around, he hadn't forgotten this and bugged his mom to no end. But was told that he would have to wait for his dad to wake up. (It was my day to sleep in.) So I stumbled out into the living room earlier than I wanted, as my wife sometimes (always) forgets to shut the door and keep the noises out, and as soon as he saw me he informed me that it was time to put the tree up. We held him off for another hour or so, so I could eat and freshen up a bit. Then we were on.

We have what's known in some circles as an "Artifical Tree" or as I like to say, an environmentally friendly green Christmas triangular decoration. So we had to assemble this dude, and Ty helped of course, then once our sweetastic tree was assembled, he dove into the decoration box (almost literally) and started putting decorations all over one small area of the tree. We managed to start spreading them out to make it less bottom-heavy. And once it was completed, he asked if we could open presents. There were no wrapped presents in sight at this point, but apparently he's made the connection between environmentally friendly green Christmas triangular decoration, and presents.

We were out of almost all foods, which brings us to his greatest fear. He went to the grocery store with his mom and whilst he was there, his constant question was, "Daddy's not going to take the Christmas tree down, is he?" That night before he went to bed, he asked, "We're going to leave the tree up, right?" And this morning when he woke up, before he even got out of bed, "Is the tree still up?"

Ah, to have such simple concerns in life. When all you want is the Christmas Tree to stay up.