We were playing basketball in the front room and Brad said to Naomi, "Give me a shot," to which Nae proceeded in pulling up Daddy's sleeve and poking him (she understood "shot" to mean the painful and memorable shots nurses give children during doctor visits).
Brad challenged me to "bench press" a recently-purchased gallon of milk with one arm...I did so flawlessy and was feeling pretty good about my physical stamina for such an amazing feat. So I decided to show off to my handsome husband by throwing the gallon of milk up into the air and attempting to catch it with the other hand. It was a great idea and would have impressed my Love...except I didn't catch it...to my chagrin I missed and the gallon of milk exploded upon impact. BUT I think my husband was impressed by my amazing skills at cleaning up a mess!
