Baby baby don't get hooked on me...

So, as part of my relaxing weekend, I made dinner for my friends with 7 mo twins and just over 2 yo boy. So much for relaxing! Whew...

But, best part was that the two year old (I'll call him Cowboy) decided that night to have a crush on me. Pam this, Pam that, Pam... [I'm not gonna make him say Pamela]. So, my friend decides to have Cowboy sing all his songs for me, and puts him on a 'stage' - the cooler. He happily sang his three songs (Twinkle Twinkle, ABC, and oops, forgetting the last one).

I decided to give him a little attention back, and so told him to jump off into my arms and I would catch him. With very little hesitation, Cowboy jumped. And of course I had to lift him into the air. Wheeee!!!!

And then over and over and over and over... I tried moving the cooler to the other side of the deck and told him if he brought the cooler over to me I'd catch him. Kids don't logic well. I barely had enough time to get to the other side of the deck before he jumped. I looked at my friends and asked 'how do I make him stop?' They just looked at me, kinda dead eyed, since you know, they had dealt with the kids all day.

Finally I tried simply moving the cooler by the table and sitting on it. He was distracted. Whew. And all was well.

The next morning, I could barely lift my arms. Wow... great workout!