|It's hard to get a decent shot of these mystical creatures.|
One day we were sitting looking at the tree... like we do every day... and he just started screaming as if he saw The Ghost of Christmas Past. I couldn't figure out what it was! After I asked "What?" thirty times, the poor boy musters up the courage to touch this Unicorn of Dread and then run from the room. I took it off the bottom of the tree and hung it at the top where he wouldn't be able to see it. But that Koley. After I calmed him all down and told him the ornament wasn't scary and we were safe and I broke out the coconut Chex Mix (that always helps) and coaxed him back by the tree and under the blanket... he started scouring the tree. He wanted to be sure the unicorn was gone. It took awhile. But he found it. And screamed his head off. And I'm sure lost some trust in me. I tried taking it off (as he watched) and putting it in the cupboards under the entertainment center. But he would just scream and cry and point to the door. Like the fluffy, cotton filled, ornament mightt just break through those doors and get him! So... it's been sitting on top of the fridge back behind some old mail. Where it can no longer terrorize the Christmas Spirits of young children.
And, I'm signing off until the New Year.
No need for me to explain.