"Gran's visiting this weekend." It's bedtime, and I'm in the middle of our nightly negotiation. Clay wants me to stay as long as possible, and I'm looking forward to a couple of alone hours with Mike and a crossword puzzle. So, I'm changing the subject...
"She'll probably bring your Easter basket too." Bingo! He's no longer worried about my leaving, but is now thinking of future treats.
"Does that mean the Easter bunny's coming?" he asks.
"Not this weekend, but next."
"Oh. And then he'll come down the chimney saying 'Ho, Ho, Ho!'"
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