We did the usual filming-your-kid-coming-in-to-see-what’s-under-the-tree thing this morning. The J-Man clearly could not have cared less. The film is primarily about him searching for breakfast.
His plans for celebrating today were clear – go grab his toast, drag both of us over to the couch, climb in between us, and eat. When he finished his toast, he put his head on my shoulder and smiled, completely ignoring everything under the tree until he was ready to get up from the couch. It’s clear who the teacher is around here these days.
And if that’s not the perfect gift, I don’t know what is.
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