21 March 2012

Happy and Sad

Our dinner time tradition is to go around and each share a "happy" and a "sad" from the day.

Nash has decided recently that he would like to participate too.

Only, without fail, his happies and sads are always the same. 

Nash's happy is when he gets to have a snack.

And his sad is when he doesn't get to have a snack.

As distracting as it is every evening when the boys break out into nonstop giggles upon Nash's typical response, I know it is something I will want to remember fifteen years from now when he probably won't want to participate at all.