Last night, I sang Hugh “My Favorite Things” from the Sound of Music. He said, “do it again!” So I sang it again, all cream-colored ponies and crisp apple struedel, doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.
“Noodles,” he laughed.
Your turn, I said. What are your favorite things? He thought about it, then shouted out a list while jumping on the bed. (Just like Gretl, I might add.)
Hugh’s favorite things:
- The train store
- Running outside
- Grocery cart
- Best friends
- Beach house
- Riding a tractor
- Napping (WTF? But OKAY, we’ll take it.)
So the next version went like this, “Riding a tractor and running outside, playing with friends while we eat lots of pizza, chasing our brother at the beach house, these are a few of Hugh’s favorite things!”