How You See It
One day last week Jackson came flying into our bedroom at 7:50 PM shrieking and laughing hysterically. Caleb was close behind, chasing him with the corn popper toy and as Jack dead-ended in a heap on the floor, proceeded to run it up and down his back and belly. (Everyone knows this toy; as you push it on the floor the multicolored balls pop up and down creating a tremendous racket.) Although it was hilarious to watch, I glanced at the clock and said to Caleb, "Honey, do you really think its a good idea to be getting him all riled up ten minutes before bed?" To which he replied, "No Baby, I'm wearing him out!" I guess its all in how you see it.