"Imagine all the things we can do during the trip," I said to the kids one Saturday afternoon during lunch. What followed was a frenzied discussion on all the things we love to do as a family. Swimming at the pool, a pond. Fishing. Bike riding. Visiting friends. Playing at the park. Making cookies. Roasting marshmallows. Bowling.
As we shouted out our favorites, Abby started counting. Playing catch, 25. Playing tag, 26, Going to the movies, 27. "Mom, we've got to write these down," she said. We're up to 31 things.
"These are our favorite things," 3-year old Carter said. "That's right, honey," I agreed.
Later that night when I was putting Carter to bed, he had not forgotten about all the fun we'd planned for the trip. There are three songs he likes to hear at bedtime: the ABC's, "Santa Clause is Coming to Town," and "Favorite Things." Before I started singing he asked
"Mommy, can you sing OUR favorite things in the song?"
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