This past Sunday we celebrated Christmas with my parents, my two brothers, and their families. We will see them again on Christmas day at my grandparents’ house, but we like to have a day at my mom & dad’s with just our immediate family – eight adults and eight kids.
A few of my nephews are crazy about the Narnia movies and toys, and received quite a few of the Prince Caspian battle toys for Christmas. So after the presents were opened and dinner eaten, they set up a battlefield in the living room. Two of them had received catapults and some sort of thing you attach to your wrist that shoots out plastic darts, and soon there were plastic projectiles flying about everywhere. As the battle raged, my two kiddos played with toys they had received, not minding the chaos around them one bit. That is, until a dart came close to hitting Sophie. At that point, Joshua looked up at his older cousins and gave his own battle orders: “Don’t shoot Sophie, because I love her.”
I like the way that kid thinks. I might have said, “Because you’ll put her eye out”, but his reasoning was good too.
