Listen, a woman with a bulldozer built this house now

[sovay]

Traditionally my brother and his family spend Christmas Day with his in-laws, so they come to us for Boxing Day. The living room floor is strewn with torn paper: Charlotte was allowed to unwrap all of the presents except the fragile ones. She has a tambourine now, so I have earplugs in. She is three years old and she just snatched her new toy propeller plane (made of recycled plastic in three colors, sturdy and suitable for taking in the bath) back from my brother who was flying it for her: "No, Daddy, only girls can!"

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[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

I love the song you quote from in your subject line. I could hear it in my head, just reading the line.

My brother, his wife, and their two kids (ages four and one) came to my dad's house on Christmas da, so we got to enjoy small-child present opening too. The four-year-old had received (before coming) a unicorn horn to wear--it fastens like a party hat onto your head by an elastic string under your chin, but you can't really see the string, and it really did look like she had a unicorn horn sprouting from her head. We chased each other around the house--it was fun.