Real gifts and the right name for each of 44 preschoolers today
At least two months ago, I buckled the kid in with a twist in the seatbelt. Greg threatened to put me in the doghouse. Daisy told him we don’t have a doghouse. He said he would build one. She didn’t mention it more than a hundred times since. Reminding him he needed tools. Then today she said, “Santa can see us all the time. Grandpa’s joke about putting you in a doghouse was not a very good joke. I bet he doesn’t get the chainsawer he asked for.”
