How Verde Is Your Christmas Tree?

Kyle can say the names of the primary colors in Spanish. Beyond them, all colors are “amarillo.” Stewart thinks he taught him, but I suspect Dora and that weird moose from the Noggin interstitials are responsible. Or maybe Ugly Betty.

Last night we went to a family craft night at the church. We got fruit punch (sugar), dinner, brownies (more sugar), cinnamon buns (sugar!) and Santa visited and gave out candy canes (more sugar!). By the time Kyle got to Santa, he was crashing so hard he looked like a zombie and barely noticed that Santa kept saying “God Bless You.” At first, however, when Kyle saw Santa come in the room the look on his face was pure joy. It was priceless. When Santa started preaching the reason for the season and urging the crowd to join him in shouting “Amen,” Kyle pumped his little fist like we were in a tent revival meeting.

They also had a Christmas tree shelf set up in one corner displaying Advent calendars and other religious holiday stuff. Kyle was so excited I thought we was going to knock the whole thing over.

Since Kyle has such a knack for other languages (he can count to ten in Armenian and Spanish as well as English) I thought maybe I should teach him “Feliz Navidad,” since it’s the only Spanish song I know besides “La Cucaracha.” I’d like to avoid that one, because he doesn’t need to know about cockroaches just yet.