a dare devil on our hands

Last night, from the quietness of the van, Kyle says to me, "Mom, I want a skateboard for Christmas." I said, "Really." He says, "Yeah, I want to go down the slide at the playground on my skateboard. Dad's going to have to teach me how." I am thinking something like "you are three years old and I don't know if your daddy knows how to skateboard!" Instead, I say something like, "Wow, that sounds like fun." I have never heard him talk about skateboards before. This child seriously cracks me up!