Last weekend I put away all the Christmas decorations. I know we're a little late, but it made my house feel so warm and now it's just bare and ugly. But anyway, Claire was excited to help me because she likes to "help" me do stuff. So after we got all the stuff put away in boxes, and I was carrying them up to the hall closet, she asked me in a scared voice, "Do we have to put my Frozen castle dollhouse in the closet too?"
She had thought because Santa brought it, we would have to put it up with the other Christmas stuff! Oh man, my poor baby. I really take for granted that she knows the deal, and then something like this happens and I remember she's just a little kid.