Thomas is a huge movie buff, and has been for years. At any given time, he might be watching a movie in Swedish, Vietnamese, French, Japanese, or even English. So imagine the other day: in walks Thomas. He says "dude, I just got done watching the BEST Christmas movie ever made!" To which I reply "It's a Wonderful Life?" "No, Mom." "A Christmas Story?" (remembering the time he himself stuck his tongue to our metal doorknob when it was 20 below outside). "No, Mom."
He was starting to sound a little exasperated, so I asked what the heck movie he had watched, cause something told me it wasn't White Christmas. He hates musicals.
"Die Hard, Mom. Best Christmas movie ever made."
And I will let you know the reason why this makes perfect sense to me in another post.