Sam dialed Nana's number, calling her back after we missed her call. The first thing out of Sam's mouth? (Keep in mind that Sam is making this call on his own; neither Julie nor I have touched the phone.)
"Nana, how did Elvis's plane crash?"
There was, understandably, some confusion on the other end of the line.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Mama's Birthday
(Christmas wrap-up to follow.)
Today is mama's birthday. I, being a most excellent father and husband, asked Sam last week what he wanted to get for mama, because we buy presents for the people we love on their birthdays.
I swear, his answer was more thoughtful than I expected from a 3-year-old, precocious or not. We bought mama a red pot because:
- mama is a really good cooker.
- red is her favourite colour.
Wow. Either I teach some things really well, or I've gotta start taking lessons from my almost-4-year-old.
Today is mama's birthday. I, being a most excellent father and husband, asked Sam last week what he wanted to get for mama, because we buy presents for the people we love on their birthdays.
I swear, his answer was more thoughtful than I expected from a 3-year-old, precocious or not. We bought mama a red pot because:
- mama is a really good cooker.
- red is her favourite colour.
Wow. Either I teach some things really well, or I've gotta start taking lessons from my almost-4-year-old.
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