Out of the mouths of babes

Elias isn't exactly the most intuitive kid on earth, yet not five minutes after I wrote the last post, he came up to me with a forlorn little face. "Mom, I'm sad about getting rid of the house," he said.

"I know, Sweetie, I am too," I told him. "You and Anna have grown up here. But you know what?"

I saw a lightbulb go off in his head. His reply? "We'll get to grow even more in the trailer!"

True enough, son.

I'm glad his answer pleased him so much because it was a lot better than anything I would have come up with.