That’s our gratitude tree – a tradition we started last year to help the little dudes put our blessings into perspective. And oh what a difference a year makes! Last November, they would have rather brushed their teeth with salsa than read a book. A year later, “storys” and “chapter books” made the list. Huzzah! They even wrote EACH OTHER’s names down. Score one for brotherly love.
The gratitude quickly devolved, however, from “Jezus” and “Fredum” to “Prity Pegasis.” This did not surprise anyone coming from the twin who loves all things fantasy.
“What makes you thankful for the pretty Pegasus?” I asked A.
“Well, without them, we wouldn’t have candy,” he tells me.