Today I called up the stairs, "I need help making lunch!" Skyler bounded downstairs with eager hands ready to help.
Then I noticed he was wearing a red Santa hat.
"Why are you wearing that?" I asked.
"What if it's Christmas?" he smirked slyly.
"It's not," I responded.
"How do you know? We don't know which day Jesus was really born." He grinned in triumph.
Well. He has a point.