Anthony was curled up in my lap this morning, happy as could be, when he looked at me and said, “My tears are falling down.”
He obviously wasn’t crying, so I asked, “Are you sad?”
“No,” he said.
“Then why do you have tears?”
“I don’t know,” he replied.
That’s when I noticed that his current cold was causing his eyes to water.
And thus, his tears were falling down.
Pretty smart kid. And pretty cute, too.