It’s Saturday and, because I have the best husband in the world, he lets me sleep in for a little while. He even gives Leo cereal and puts a can of chicken and stars soup in a pan and heats it up for Daniel.
We arrive home and show off our purchases. This is just some of the haul, but I don’t want to give away all our Christmas surprises. The gingerbread men are ornaments and gift card holders. I know. The little creche was 25 cents. We splurged on the $6 candy corn, but he was too wonderful to pass up. And I don’t even like candy corn.
I ask my friend to keep an eye on Daniel while I am getting the bottle, and I tell him not to move from the chair. So when I get back to our chair, I find him here.
“What are you talking about?” comes the question as the boys tumble back inside. Who knows? Not Skylanders.