No, Not the Tree! (Again, really!?)

My mouth opened to say something, but there she was, Blondie in Heaven; fingers crammed into multi colored plastic light covers. So happy. My resolve to correct her evaporated. Bad mommy, for sure. But she looked just like our Songbird, 15 years ago.  
 
I shouldn't blame nostalgia. Can I blame being busy? Anything but the lazy mom award! Last night we made our wishes clear, over and over. And when Cinderella came out and saw what she was doing after I flaked and cheesed it into the bedroom.... she not only put an end to it, she pinned her drawing buddy to the couch. Man, that little one has lungs. She screams like a bobcat! I came out as she requested at the top of her lungs. She sat still and cranked it down to little frowning race car. Still pouting now.... tears drying on lower lids quietly.  
 
She wants to play shape matching games or music games on this iPad. She needs to be distracted but we'll see how long the LED lights stay on.