After the twins told me two good things and one bad thing about their day, Freddie asked if he could tell me one more bad thing. "Sure," I responded, "as long as you tell me another good thing, too. "
He told me the bad thing (Georgie had poked him with a pencil), and for the good thing, announced that today was library day. Their kindergarten class went to the library and got to listen to the librarian tell them stories. "I love hearing stories! It's just like bedtime except we get to wear shoes!"
Angel was telling me about how Grandma Susie had a bad diet and that she died from it. "And now she's in Heaven, so that's a good thing." She paused. "You know what the good thing is about when Opa dies?" She plunged on enthusiastically. "He'll be with his wife again!" She was so happy and sighed in rapture. "I just want to kill him right now!"