Drool's Away!

I seem to play a lot of little games with my kids that involve using them as free weights.  And quite often these games take the form of me lying on my back, lifting one of them with my legs or the other with my arms (and sometimes both at the same time, though that gets a little challenging).

You would think I'd learn by now that this is a recipe for drool in the face.  I haven't.

Tonight I did a few Penelope presses, and then moved on to a game I like to call "ahhbwah-bwahbwah".  This is a game that is played lying flat on your back with the child held above you at arm's length, and it requires some minimal participation on their part.  Their one duty is to say "Ahhhhh".  As soon as they comply, you jiggle them quickly (think driving over a cattle guard at 5 mph kind of jiggle).  This turns "ahhhh" into "ahhbwahbwahwbahbwah.." until they start giggling. Giggle = no jiggle.  Then you start over again when they say "Ahhhh".

Disclaimer : You must never shake a baby. But jiggling a toddler is loads of fun. Trust me, its hilarious.

So anyway, we're halfway through one round of ahhbwah-bwahbwah, and here comes the drool bomb.  I don't know why I'm never expecting it, but it catches me off guard every single time.  It always comes in slow motion too, but I'm rarely fast enough to avoid it completely.  Tonight, I took it on the cheek (that's one of the better options, if you don't manage to dodge quick enough).

Something about my facial expression must have deeply amused my daughter, because she laughed pretty hard.  And then, she started trying to drool on me!  She was blowing little drool bubbles and aiming for me!  Needless to say, the ahhbwah-bwahbwah game was called on account of rain.  It will be rescheduled as soon as I forget the outcome.