Maybe I Smashed Too Many Ornaments

Sometime around Thanksgiving, mommy and daddy redecorated the house. Most prominent among the new decorations was a large, fake tree adorned with dozens of cheap toys. It was great. But for some reason daddy un-did all of the decorating yesterday. He even took down the tree! I think his seemingly rash decision to restore the house's ordinary and boring decor had something to do with the multicolored, glass balls that had been hanging on the tree. I think I smashed about ten of them, but daddy punished me each time by getting out the vacuum cleaner (that is, the "evil machine of death"). Anyway, you can hardly blame me for breaking those glass ornaments; those things are paper-thin. You can smash one of those things by exhaling too quickly.

In my opinion removing the tree and the other decorations was entirely unfair; but I'll have to be content with the roomful of new toys I got for Christmas.