I get a kick out of how descriptive my three-year-old Little Jason is. I don’t remember my other kids being so detailed. After I put out a few Christmas decorations he pointed to the mantle and asked, “What’s that?”
“It’s a wreath.”
“Oh, a little, tiny one.”
It surprised me that he thought it was small so I asked him, “Have you seen any other wreaths?”
“Yeah, the big, huge wreath on the back of the big, huge door.”
Sure enough. My brother sent us a real wreath for Christmas that I did in fact place on the front door.
On another occasion it cracked me up how he asked for a drink: “I want a cup with water inside of it please, and no lid.”
I think at this age all three of my girls would have just shouted, “Want drink!”