Christmas Memories
Nothing geeky today, just two stories.
Last night Emma was in bed, trying to fall asleep when she heard the dog, Charlie, start to bark. She looked at Laurel with an irrepressible grin and asked, “Do you think Charlie’s barking at Santa?” Being unable to help smiling, Laurel says, “I don’t know, but we better at least pretend to be asleep.” Lying still, but giggling to herself; she drops off.
This morning, Matthew was bouncing on the indoor trampoline, holding Buzz and Woody, when I handed him a car set that Laurel had bought for him. He sat down to look at it, and I went to help Emma open something else. A few seconds later, Matthew walks over to me and puts the box with the cars into my hand as if to say, “Here dad, could you open this for me.”
No child’s toy has ever been opened faster.
Merry Christmas to all!
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