Caleb, after leaping off the back of the couch holding a plastic bag above his head:
"Parachutes don't work."
I was chastised by Caleb early in December after he noticed our neighbors' trees out front decorated and lit up. "They have
three Christmas trees, and we have, like,
zero."
He's at least somewhat placated now that we have, like,
one Christmas tree up.
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