Some days I’m pretty sure Sophie’s smarter than the rest of us.
Last night the holiday loot came home in the backpack, in the form of two more laminated ornaments for the tree (which, blessedly, no longer smells — or at least I’ve gotten used to it) and a laminated card.
(Side note: Some day I will learn how to use the laminating machine at school and will laminate EVERYTHING. But for right now I maintain a healthy fear of it.)
The card has a darn good drawing that goes with the caption she dictated to Ms. X:
If I were a Christmas present for my Mom and Dad, I would be a cookie for my Mom and a tree for my Dad.
You’d have to know us well to understand the perfection of the statement. Trust me. She’s right on the money.