Little Brother is very excited because today is the day we bake the Christmas cookies!
I’ve got him sorting through my Big Bin of Cookie Cutters (a jug that formerly held a few pounds of pretzels). His job is to find the Christmas cookie cutters.
I get to listen to the running commentary: “A socking*! Is that for Christmas? How about this? What’s this? A guitar? Guitars are for summer. Stars are for Christmas! A star for Baby Jesus! And a train, because you can get a train for a present! And what about this one, Mom?” He held up a shamrock. “A lucky!”
*intentionally misspelled because this is how Little Brother pronounces it, and I’m charmed by those cute mispronunciations.