MARKED SAFE putting up a Christmas Tree with a baby who no longer stays where you put him. We blared Christmas music, brought up all the ornaments from the Garage, and explained to the Toddle that at Christmas, it is German tradition to bring a tree into the house, then put toys all over it that you’re NOT supposed to play with. We discovered that half of our lights were out, so we engaged in another medieval German tradition and went to Target, where — because of supply chain issues, or — Satan himself? There were only like five boxes of lights left on the shelf, two of which were the Red of Candy Cane, or Hell, depending on your upbringing. I chose to see candy. Where is the think piece on the fact that Santa and Satan contain the exact same letters? WHERE IS THE BUDDY COMEDY. Do I have to do everything MYSELF?