{Wait. What?}

We were all (myself, Dean and Eli) sitting at the breakfast table eating cereal this morning and Dean said something to me. I responded with an "uh huh" but truthfully, all I heard him say was, "blah blah blah on my head" because Eli was squealing so loudly (you've gotta love the scream and squeal stage). Well, next thing I know, Dean scoops a spoonful of milk from his cereal bowl and pours it onto his head! What! Are you serious? Did I really just give him permission to do that? I guess I really need to work on my communication skills.