"Mom, it's Christmas!" Super Wy comes up to me, bouncing excitedly.
"Not yet. A few more days," I reply.
"No, no! It IS Christmas. Come see!"
He pulls me up and leads me into the kitchen where on the frig is the Christmas calendar. I look closely and notice a yellow color pencil line is drawn through the rest of this week...stopping at the day with the face of Santa on it.
"See! It's Christmas!" He dances in the kitchen, wiggling his booty and twirling his arms.
"Honey, it's only this day," I say pointing at today's square. His smile turns into a frown. "But look, only 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 more days! That's not very far away."
He smiles -- not as bright as his earlier one -- and nods. "Yeah. Not so far." His little chest fills with air and he lets it all out in a big, disappointed sigh before moping his way out of the kitchen.
Poor guy...if only marking days off a calendar would make the fun days come faster.