Bummer

We tried to take Eli to see some neighborhood lights last night, one last time. There is a cul-de-sac a few blocks away that displayed three white Christmas trees in the median. These weren't just any trees, as they not only lit up but also played Christmas tunes. Eli loves these trees and for the last month we've altered our walking route to include the cul-de-sac at least four times each week. Back to last night: we drove to the cul-de-sac to find the trees still standing, but without any power. The lack of lights and music did not hold Eli's attention, of course. And as Lehr told him, "Oh no, Eli. The lights aren't on!", from the backseat came this response: "Bummer." It's been a while since I laughed that hard. It cracks me up that Eli not only repeats what he hears, but he also tends to use the new words in correct context.