Jace is pretty funny. I’m not sure what he and Adam were doing the other day, but I walked past the guest room upstairs and Jace was standing by Adam’s desk, wearing one of Adam’s shirts. It looks very wizard robe/Harry Potter-ish to me. In a very cute way. Later that day, we headed to Target for candles. Jace tripped. He didn’t get hurt, but he wasn’t thrilled to find himself sitting on the floor. Adam reached down, grabbed him by both wrists, and Jace flew into the air. Adam spun him a tiny bit, then set him down. Jace looooved it. In fact, he thought it was so great that as soon as Adam let go of his wrists, he collapsed to the floor and lay down on his back – with his arms full extended – so Adam could do it again. It was cute, so Adam reached down, flew him into the air, spun him, and set him down again. Jace immediately dropped back to the floor for another round. And another. And another. Finally we had to put Jace in the cart so we could continue our shopping!
So, why were we out shopping for candles? Because, in Adam’s words, we have a collection of flammable festivities! At dinner every night, we have our menorah, a nativity carousel, and a Santa and reindeer chime. We’re all pretty fascinated when they’re all lit at the same time.