This morning I opened the curtains and Dylan's face split into the biggest grin. He ran into the spare room and bounced upon the bead.
"Presents, Presents, I getting presents" he clapped his hands and jumped up and down with delight.
"Why are you getting presents lovely?", I asked. He looked at me his little face serious, all bouncing stopped.
"Because mommie, its snowding and santa claus comes when it snowdes".
So I had to explain and yes his little face crumpled and tears glistened in his eyes "nope presents mommie!"
"No presents Dylan". Ah cruel mommie!
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