On Sunday, Calvin's nursery teacher told me that Calvin broke his usual classroom silence to repeatedly say, "Well, actually," with no hint of actually what.
This morning, on a very chilly walk, he kept telling me, "Something you can't understand, mom."
He's probably very wise and cryptic.
It was actually only twelve degrees outside so I convinced him we should go home, have some hot chocolate and watch his new favorite show: The Snowman. (With intro by David Bowie.) (Thank you for that, Bitty. It's awesome.)