Well, a dream of mine came true last night. I got to see the Rangers play in the World Series. In person. Yes sirree...

More on that later. You know, after I sort through the 500+ pictures we took. Oops.

We flew in because Brad had miles, rented a car, checked into the hotel and then headed over to Brad's sister's for lunch with her family. They have a precious little might-as-well-call-him 3-year old. He's a ball of energy and so stinkin' adorable. It's such a fun age, with them putting complete sentences together about half the time and rambling on without a real order to their thoughts the other half. Well, the highlight of our afternoon together came when we were getting ready to leave. Okay, two highlights. One sweet. One hysterical.

Sweet first. Cal was getting to skip out on his nap to stay up and play with us (that's one lucky dude!). We apparently weren't entertaining enough for his dad though. ;) Kidding, Joe. I mean, Jeff. Anyway, so Cal is tired and you could see it come out every once in a while. He was climbing on the chair and after Sara said something about us leaving, he got this pouty-faced look and mumbled something.

Sara asks, "what did you say?"
Mumbles.
"Are you saying something sweet or something rude?"
"Noooo, I don't want them to go."

What we thought was, "I don't like them" actually turned out to be, "But I love them."

Melt. My. Heart.

So then we really do go to leave and he's sad. We open up the doors to the red Mustang we'd rented and let him climb all over the place. I mean, we ARE a cool aunt and uncle after all. Anyway, he climbs over the console from driver to passenger seat and I get in. I'm asking him where he wants to go, how fast he wants to drive, etc. He's all excited, sits up on his knees and lets a big ol' fart rip. I kind of chuckled and then, remembering that I'm a grown up said, "Cal! Was that you, bud? Can you say 'excuse me'?" His response?

[Points to the sky outside the door] "IT WAS A FLYING SQUIRREL!!!!!"

I'm sorry, what? Did you just blame your bodily gases on a FLYING SQUIRREL??? We all busted out laughing and had to compliment him on his creativity.

It was awesome. Hysterically so.