This year, we were late putting up our Christmas tree. Mostly because I had to wait for Ross to come home so he could bring the big hulking TRAIN BOARD up the steps...
Every year, John tries to get out of this chore...but when Ross gets home, he acts like it's no big deal...and in five minutes or less --
VOILA (is that how you spell that word?) ...Ross gets the job done.
I'm writing this because it's time to take the tree down. And I'm missing Ross.
We only see him two or three times a year now....who knew that could happen??