The Epiphany Of A Three Year Old

We're sitting at the table tonight eating dessert (chocolate-cherry cobbler, thanks for asking), and suddenly Michael realized something.

"I can't see my head!"

"I can see your heads, Mom and Dad, but I can't see my head!"

And he seemed to be genuinely shocked and bewildered at this realization.

I thought about taking the opportunity to tell him that he had a skeleton living inside him, but thought I'd save that for an opportune moment down the road.