I'm finding it hard to focus on my notes for my last final, so I figured I'd write a quick (in Brian terms) post on a couple of amusing things that happened over the weekend.
The first occurred while we were giving Kaylynn a bath on Saturday night. She has these foam shapes that she plays with in the bathtub (they are made by Boon) - and when I say plays, I mean chews on. They are pretty cool in that they stick to the side of the tub when they are wet. We have been showing her this for a couple of weeks and she has been trying to put them on there herself. However, she never understood that she needed to move her fingers out of the way.
Well, on Saturday night, I put one of the shapes on the tub wall and then took it off. Right after I took it off, she pushed it out of my hand onto the tub wall. I thought this was pretty cool. But then she took it off the tub wall herself, stuck it in her mouth, and the put it back on the tub wall herself. Hayley and I were so excited that we started cheering and clapping. Here's the funny part. It scared the crap out of Kaylynn (not literally, fortunately). She was so startled that she didn't know what to do. So she just started clapping with a look of fear on her face. It was priceless.
The second amusing event took place yesterday afternoon. Our neighbor has three kids. I don't know the ages of the two oldest ones, but the youngest is a little over a year old. Anyway, the middle child is a boy who has a crush on Hayley. I'm not making that up. He came to the door one time because he kicked his ball over the fence and asked Hayley to get it. Before she did so, he said she was pretty. I still need to kick his @ss to show him what's up.
Anyway, he came to the door yesterday and I answered. He said he kicked his ball over and asked if I could get it. I said sure thing. (Incidentally, he didn't tell me I was pretty). Shortly after I had come back inside (and I mean within about 15 seconds), I heard another knock. He did it again. So I went back and got the ball again (still no mention of me being pretty) and then came back inside.
:: knock knock knock ::
He did it again. Only this time, when I went back there, he threw the ball back over to me as soon as I threw it to him. I tossed it back over and then he kicked it over. I know he wanted to play catch with someone, and normally I'm the guy to do it. But I had one final to go and was in a motivated mood so I definitely had to take advantage.
So I came back inside only to hear another knock at the door. This time when I opened it, I said "Did you kick it over again?" He said, "Nope, I tricked you. OWNED!!!" and ran away. Yes, I was annoyed when I heard the knock, but I couldn't help laughing at this. I told him I'd get even somehow.
Alright, time to study up...for my appearance this morning on the radio.