Advanced Planning

As I was cleaning up a mess in the basement this morning, I caught wind of a conversation that my three-year-old was having with my wife.  Judging by the flailing limbs and the excitable dance that accompanied this discourse, I could tell this was serious business.  Only February and already the Halloween costume planning had begun.  Clearly, a great deal of thought had been devoted to this topic already.

"...and, and, Justin will be a goldfish...and Ethan will be a vampire...and Daddy will be a choo-choo train..."

Apparently the thought of me dressed as a choo-choo train was fraught with hilarity and could barely be uttered through the laughter and giggling.

"...and, and, I will wear a Batman suit," he announced, nearly breathless with excitement.

"Well, what am I gonna be?" Ashley asked in an amused tone.

Without the slightest pause or hesitation his answer came ringing through the kitchen.

"A witch!"

I'm certain that's not a personal reflection, my love.

- 12 February 2012