So, last night at bedtime, Ethan wanted Daddy to tell him a story, even though I usually make one up for him. Aaron looked at me, a little panicked--- he doesn't do well with making up stories on the spur of the moment--- and I said, "Just tell him a Christmas story."
So Aaron did. He proceeded to tell him A Christmas Story. Red Rider BB gun with a built in compass and all. "You'll shoot your eye out," and everything. Ethan loved it. I sat on the floor and giggled silently until tears practically came out of my eyes.
I love that man.