So this morning while shoveling the 7+ inches of snow, Tuks was playing in it with gusto. While in her play, she starts a conversation...
Tuks: "It's a match!"
Me: while quickly shoveling, yet jealously observing her have fun asks "What's a match?"
Tuks: states "I am in the snow," then starts singing to the tune of Jingle Bells, Dashing through the snow"
Me: "Yes, you're right it is a match" and once again silently marveling at the new connections she makes on a daily basis
Gage's logic on Santa:
ReplyDelete"Santa is a true hero. (long pause) Because he helps."
I guess he's right!