This morning Ava was admiring some beautifully wrapped Christmas presents that her Grandpa Dale had sent over. She picked up a small blue one and asked, “Can I open it?”

“No, sweetie, those are for Christmas. You have to wait for Christmas.”

Her little eye brows squeezed together and she cocked her head to the right trying to get a better angle on the situation. Her head began bobbing up and down as she said, “then we will sing Happy Birthday and then, I will help Christmas open his presents!”