Apr 28, 2009

A Story about Two Little Trees

Ninety-two-stinken degrees!!!!!! That's what my thermometer read today! (It even had the word "stinken" in there.) The heat really doesn't bother me. It's the fact that we had SWEATERS on last week that really bugs me. Every year at this time, I ponder deep, life-altering questions like,
"Should I take the winter clothes out of the kids bureaus or leave them in?"
"Is it time to put the plants outside or not." -maybe now is a safe time to tell you, Dad, that your beloved ficus trees didn't like to be put outside just yet. They threw a fit, and now every leaf is off.

I gave them the same tender, watering care that Emma is giving her brothers.

-even when they didn't want to be watered, they were watered...

I smiled at them and told them how much my daddy loved them, and that he would soon be back.

Then the day came when I said, "You must run free outside with the other little trees."

"But Dad has had us for 17 years!" they cried. "We don't want to go outside yet."

"GO OUTSIDE AND PLAY! YOU'RE DROPPIN' LEAVES LIKE NUTTY IN HERE!" I yelled.......I mean... I gently and positively responded.

They didn't like that.

**Really though, they're not dead. They're just taking a little snooze.


Krissy said...

Awwwwww haw haw HAWWWWWWWWWWW! Your gonna GET it!!

Becky said...

That's the last time I make a movie about you!

Burgess said...

Yeah, they're not dead they're just resting--like George Washington's not dead, he's just resting. I cannot believe you came out and confessed. Normally, if I'm caring for something of someones that dies--you simply go down to the local Wal-Mart or Home Depot and replace it, hoping they are not so close to it they they recognize it is not the original. That must be why people don't ask me to take care of their dogs and cats anymore.

Becky said...

Lazarus was sleeping, too, oh ye of little faith.

Grieving Tree Hugger said...

Cut 'em back and pray! I want to see just what kind of faith you have!

Like ya' didn't realize they were dying early on? You had to waIt until every stinkin' leaf was off?

Trish said...

Your soooooooooo in trou-----ble!

Well, at least we know what to get Dad for Father's day!! :)

Krissy said...

Yeah! You're totally right, Burge. Oh, and this might be the right time to tell Trish that a few years ago when I was dog sitting for Gabby, she croaked and I replaced her with a fill-in dog. Her name is not actually Gabby, it is Copper. I hope she hasn't let you down.

Kristine said...

Awkward. I misspelled "your" above. Should be "you're."
BTW, Grieving tree hugger must be Mom.

good_to_be_home said...

"You're dropping leaves like a nutty in here!" made me laugh. Sorry about the trees!
We're back to cooler weather again and I'm glad. Nursing a newborn in a hot house is not fun!

Becky said...

Thank you for your sympathy on the trees, Shanda. UNLIKE EVERYONE ELSE AROUND HERE.....you are always a breath of fresh air when you come over. :o)