Some stories are meant to be remembered. It was an animated Christmas with windup toys that sang, buzzed, and rolled. Tristan was two years old, and D.J. read him the story of “The Velveteen Rabbit”.After it was finished, Tristan looked up at his Dad and asked, “Can he talk?” D.J. replied, “No.”
Tristan tucked his head down sadly and murmured, “Stupid toy.”