This year Michael was feeling very determined to get lights up on the house even the very top of the house. So he rented a 40ft ladder.... After a quick once over he thought he was good to go, we filled a backpack up with lights and clips and he started to get the ladder up against the house.
I don't know if any of you have tried to lift a 40 ft ladder by yourself but it's just not pretty. I tried to give him some pointers that really were not appreciated and it prompted a screaming match in the front yard. I had to walk away because I thought if I kept asking questions Michael's head was going to explode!
A long hour later Michael was just about there with the ladder and SMACK! a hole in the siding. You know that movie A Christmas Story where the kid lets out a string of profanity? That was Michael, he was so mad he couldn't hold it in anymore! (no kids ears were harmed during the Christmas light fiasco) With no one around to help him out I called my Dad over to assist, being the Foreman that he is he tried to tell Michael that it's just impossible to get up there. Still Michael wanted to try. Once he got up there he decided there was just no way, the roof is a lot steeper than he had anticipated. (Thank god, our child does need her father) After a wasted afternoon of trying to get the ladder up to the house and the wasted rental for the ladder Michael was beat and decided that what we did last year was just fine.
Five hours after we started this little project this is what it looked like.