I'm a Sundance widow this week, which means that the kids get their feet rubbed with peppermint lotion at bedtime instead of their papa's amazing and raucous Kyle & Pablo adventure stories.
We're having some great conversations. Here are a couple:
MA: " . . . and someday you'll all be taller than I am and you'll get married and have lots of kids! I love grandkids. Babies are so fun to hold!"
Will: "You'll probably be off your rocker by that time."
Then last night:
Maddie: "If Cain killed Abel, how come he got the good food named after him?"
MA: "What food?"
Maddie: "Candy canes!"
Will: "And cocaine!"
Sebastian had his share over Christmas. Here's one I remember:
Sebi: "I'm glad we have a small house."
MA: "Uh, really our house is not that small."
Sebi: "I know. I like that our house only looks small on the outside and inside it's big. Because if you have a big house like Grandma & Grandpa or the I'*****, then robbers want to come in and steal your stuff. And you have to put up lots of Christmas lights. The worst is if you have a big house on the corner because then you really have to put up a lot of Christmas lights. Unless you're Jewish."