An Izzy story:
When I tucked Izzy in the other night, I noticed a list taped to her wall that reached almost ceiling to floor.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“My Christmas list,” she answered.
I cracked up.
A Luke story:
Luke says to me, “Mom, I’m not one of those people who thinks it’s all the president’s fault that we have a bad economy. I mean he has a lot of responsibility.”
First thought: Did he just use the word economy? Second thought: “Luke, have you been reading Newsweek?”
A Wyatt story:
Wyatt was hopping up and down as we looked at toys in the store.
“Wyatt,” I said, “Do you have to go to the bathroom?”
“No.”
“Are you doing a pee-pee dance?”
“No.” Starts jumping feet out and in. “This is the pee-pee dance.”
An Annie story:
Seeing outdoor Christmas lights: “Mom, it’s more Christmas!”
Seeing Santa on TV: “Mom, it’s more Christmas!”
Seeing Christmas trees at the elementary school: “Mom, it’s more Christmas!”
Seeing Santa at the Santa lunch: “Mom, it’s more Christmas!”
You get the idea.
