So, I'm pretty sure I have one of, if not the, cutest 3 year-old around. On Saturday, while Tim was busy in his workshop, I decided to make his Christmas present. While I was working on it, Matthew asked me what I was doing. "I'm making Dad a blanket for Christmas, but you can't tell him. It's a surprise." I said. Later that night, Matthew said to Tim, "Dad, mom is making you a blanket. You are going to like it and you will be happy." He may have ruined the surprise, but at least he's making sure Tim appreciates my work. He's lookin' out for his mom.
Yesterday, during Sacrament, Ted gave a talk. In his talk he asked, who can administer good unto all of us, like the angels in the Bible. Matthew, happily, and without skipping a beat said, "Santa!" I'm so glad he's learned the true meaning of Christmas.