Can You Keep a Secret?

I took Gage to the store for some Mommy-Gager time on the pretext of getting Reid a Christmas present. Over and over before we left I instructed Gage that the present we picked out was a secret, that he couldn't tell Reid what we bought. Nick and I had bets on how long Gage would keep it a secret. Nick's guess was 20 minutes.

Gage lasted approximately 20 seconds. We walked in the front door, and as soon as he saw Reid he proclaimed, "Reid! We bought you a GUN." (it's a nerf-type deal). I reminded him it was a secret, and told him he shouldn't say anymore. A few minutes later, Gage started to explain about the gun. Nope, still part of the secret. Gage and I had a five minute argument about how telling about the gun was still telling him the secret.

So today, Reid comes running up to me, "Mommy, I know all about my gun with the yellow things that shoot!"

Yeah, so state secrets? Don't tell Gage. When there is something he wants to say, he doesn't feel right unless its said. He has to complete things. Oh well, now Reid has a really concrete dream to fill his nights until Christmas.

I'm going to be honest, I'm as excited about this year as they are. I remember that total joy from anticipating presents! and toys! and SANTA! I bet I'll have as hard a time sleeping Christmas Eve as they do. I mean, how fun is a four-year-old on Christmas morning??

I have a super cute video of Danica growling at me that won't upload for some reason. Instead, I'm swallowing my pride and posting this one from a few weeks ago. Keep in mind, I'd just gotten back from the gym. Just focus on Danica. She's such a smarty.

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