CliffClaven,stepaside

Last night (out of the blue)…

Logan: “Mommy, do you know who pulls Santa’s sleigh?”

Me: “His reindeer?”

Logan: “No, caribou! Did you know that caribou is another name for reindeer?”

This morning (picking up right where the conversation left off)…

Logan: “Why doesn’t Santa come out in the daytime?”

Me: “Well, he does visit sometimes at the mall.” [hating myself for promoting the commercialism] “If you like, we can go see him and you can tell him about the toy wildebeest you want him to bring.” [Gil’s eyebrows going up, indicating that we don’t know whether he knows that’s not really Santa]

Logan: “Well, there’s only one thing I want to say to him. I just want to ask him how his caribou are doing. And maybe he’ll ask me what a caribou is, and then I can tell him that caribou is another name for reindeer. And then maybe he’ll ask how come I know so much about caribou, and I’ll say that I have two animal books and know a lot about animals.”

Me: “........” [Now my eyebrows are up in the air alongside Gil’s]

(Whimper…)

Woman Gives Birth to 14-Pound Baby

[curls into ball, weeping and cringing in sympathy]

Personally,Iwouldpretendtobechildless

I suppose it’s possible that a shared upbringing would not necessarily indicate shared morals

Uhoh


via

HoHoHomely

This post may not last long, especially if Gil gets a look at it, hehehehehehehehheh.

I made a composite of each family member’s dorkiest face from the many pictures we took yesterday for our Christmas cards.

P.S. I am aware that I look just fine in the photo--my dorky pose is on the home computer, and is, alas, unavailable. If you must see me looking like a schlump, try here.

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