Asking a three year old to tell you about his days at school is like asking for fabricated stories. Apparently this is a common occurrence. Everyday on the drive home, Z sings. These are songs that he learns from school. Here, he is looking at the Hanukkah Party invitation and pretending to read it. In fact, i think he was reciting the things his teachers told them in class. It was so cute. Moments like these, I just stop and listen and not comment for fear of interrupting them.