A few days ago, I fell asleep wrapping some of the presents Santa planned on bringing to Jack. One of them was a large baseball bat and ball. I forgot they were laying out when Jack woke up so he came into my room and squealed with joy upon finding the bat. I managed to convince him (sort of) that it was a present for Brother (his imaginary friend) so we could leave the bat at home and not have to take it to the babysitter's.
Jump to Christmas Eve...
Jack opens a pair of PJs on Christmas Eve as tradition. We were all getting ready for bed so I let him open the present. He tore the first part of the paper and said, "Oh, it's a big bat!"
When he had them open, well, just watch...
Yes. He is saying, "What the hell."
I'm glad he said yes to me asking if he's teasing.
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