The joys of preschool

My brother-in-law's grandmother, Rosie, passed away this week on her 100th birthday. Today, there was a large gathering at my sister's mother-in-law's house in Rosie's honor. When we arrived, we followed the squeaky voice of my three-year-old nephew into the living room. He was playing Candy Land with his uncle from the other side of the family.

Only a three-year-old would manage to insist on playing Candy Land with two dice and a dreidl instead of cards. Maybe we should all take a lesson in throwing out the rules from him.