Just now as I was getting lunch ready, Dylan came in and asked:
"Mom, can I crawl under the Christmas tree and pretend to be a present?"
"Er, no objection here, Dylan."
"Okay, I just want to see what life is like under a tree for a while."
He proceeded to lay quietly under the tree for a few minutes, gazing up through the branches and humming. Not a bad way to pass the last bit of a December Sunday morning.
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