I know, that was an absurdly geeky thing to say.
But I bought the "big" gifts that my boys wanted for Christmas. So I'm psyched. And I had to share.
"I know that something very strange Is happening to my brain.
I'm either feeling very good Or else I am insane.
The seeds of doubt you planted Have started to grow wild
And I feel that I must yield before The wisdom of a child.
And it's love you bring,
No, that I can't deny
With your wings,
I can learn to fly,
Sweet young thing."