Oh boy. That human daddy of mine just digs himself deeper and deeper this time of year. Mommy asked him to take out some decorations for Christmas. Maybe it’s just me but I don’t think the leg lamp is exactly what mommy had in mind. He tried to fight for it saying that it was a classic and came from the movie, “A Christmas Story“. He continued by saying that if it was good enough for Ralphie’s dad then it should be good enough for him. Way to go daddy. You need a shovel to dig yourself deeper into the hole?
I just bet you that all mom heard was blah, blah, blah and blah. She was patient and she was kind. She let him make arguments over the said leg lamp.
I don’t know about you but that’s the way moms seem to be. They get quiet and listen while you dig the hole bigger and bigger. Just, you know, letting you stumble over yourself. I watched and tried not to snort because I knew it was coming. She said, “Listen Ralphie, if I dared you to stick your tongue to the frozen pole, would you do that too because everyone else was doing it?” She’s good. The leg lamp was put back in the attic.
But you see, daddy doesn’t learn that easily. Mom told him to put up the tree while she went out shopping. For some reason, I just don’t think that this is what mommy was talking about.
Needless to say, mom was out for about an hour. I know she thought she was going to come home to a tree… just a tad bit bigger than this I’m guessing.
Let’s just say that daddy was batting two for two this weekend. So, our tree and decorations really didn’t get worked on like I thought they were going to. And the discussion about actually putting up a tree took place. Tree or no tree. Because someone – looking innocently – knocked over the tree last year. That keeps coming up for some reason. I don’t get it. The tree got tired and thirsty so it took a nap. That’s it. Really.
Let me tell you a secret though. This weekend, mom had her iPhone unlocked and I was just looking at the pictures – yep that’s what I was doing – snorts looking a pictures.
I came across a person in her contacts that I couldn’t believe! Mommy has the direct number to Santa Claus – thud piggy down. So when the humans tell you that they know people that are important – it’s true.
I told Hemi and Mouse Girl about this contact in mom’s iPhone. They couldn’t believe it and thought it was a joke. We called the number and put it on speaker phone. OMP (oh my pig!). All of our mouths fell open. It really was Santa Claus. We were all shocked. Mommy really does know Santa. We *have* to be good now. What if she sends him pictures or calls him herself?
Just in case, I’m off to clean up my pig pen of a bedroom. Hey, I gotta be on that good list this year. I have a big stocking to fill!