Last night after Staley went to bed, Zach and I took down our Christmas decorations. So this morning, as we were getting ready to go down the stairs for breakfast, I warned Staley that our Christmas tree was gone. As she walked down the stairs, she began pointing out all the things that were gone. "The garland is gone. The tree is gone. The angel is gone." Since she seemed to be taking it all in stride, I joined in and pointed out, "Look. The stockings are gone too." At that, Staley looked like she was about to burst into tears and asked, "Where are my toothpaste and toothbrush?"
After reassuring Staley that her new toothbrush and toothpaste were still safely living in the upstairs bathroom, she was fine. But really, how traumatic it would be to think that when Christmas was over, all the new things you had just gotten would be whisked away with the decorations.