So this morning as I’m getting my girls ready, I hear a crash. It’s my Christmas tree it fell over. My wonderful “helper” husband overheard me telling my mom that I wanted to add some more to the tree but couldn’t make up my mind on what. So while I slept this morning, he added “few” more ornaments. Few as in one whole side of the tree covered with heavy ornaments. And ONE side not all around the tree just the one side... And out of those ornaments there was just 1 broken. And that one happened to be my favorite one. As I was assessing all the other damage, the legs at the base of the tree are broken beyond repair. So the backup tree I thought we had, is a metal tree I’ve seen used as outdoor decorations. I didn’t know whether to cry or be pissed. So I just walked away from the house today. When I came back home tonight, my girls who hadn’t noticed the tree this morning saw it and my oldest begged me “Mommy you just have to fix my green tree!” With the doe eyes and everything. So I’m trying to fix it, hope this works out but I threatened to beat my husband if he touched my tree again. #lordblessit