Well, I learned a couple of new things today.
Whirling Dervish loves drums. He loves them so much that he cannot talk about anything else most of the time. When his aunt promised to buy him a set of drums he called her every day for two weeks to make sure she hadn't forgotten.
The Affectionate asked what a tangerine was. How can a child live in the Jubilant household and NOT know about the best tangy little fruit ever?
And then I learned that: Whirling Dervish thought a tangerine was a musical instrument that looks like a mini drum with teeny cymbals on it.
Counting it all joy,