"So, Mom, what would be the perfect Mother's Day gift for you?" Alex asked, yesterday, as we ate our lunch.
Before I could answer, Chris suggested, "Let's build her a huge Bionicle."
"No, Chris," said Alex, "That's not a Mother's Day gift."
"Oh," Chris paused, then said, "How about a fleet of Bionicles?"
"Chris, I mean what can we buy Mom. Something new that she wants."
"A new Bionicle!" said Chris.
With a sigh of defeat, Alex plopped his forehead on the table. I reached out to tousle his hair and told him that I already had my Mother's Day gift.
(Though Chris still can't imagine how anything could be better than a new Bionicle.)