Tiny Tots

I pick up Bess at school and we're listening to Christmas music in the car in September because that's the kind of family we are (and because I just discovered  the music section in our library), and Peggy Lee is warmly singing "tiny tots...with their eyes all aglow..." and I'm thinking of fireplaces, and cute little babies in their saggy Christmas pjs.

And Lilly says "How do tiny tots have eyes. Don't we eat them?"
I look at her. "Those are tater tots."