So there we were, all chilling out after putting the Christmas tree up. I was snuggling on the couch with my honey, watching the lights of the tree behind me reflected on the TV screen. I was in sort of a mesmerized Christmas spell. Behind me, I could hear my child dancing around the tree and talking about the lights.
Then, all of a sudden, it got quiet and the tree began to lean.
Without turning around, I said, "Don't pull on the tree."
My sweetie said, "You have eyes in the back of your head."
Magical Mommy powers.