If You Need a Laugh, Austyn is Your Boy!

So, we all know that Austyn is just completely out of this world with the things that he says and does sometimes and he never ceases to make me laugh. If I am ever in a bad mood, he is always there to cheer me up with something silly to say or do. Anyhow, last week, we were at Taylor's basketball practice. It ended up being outside because our practice space in the gym was being used by the middle school kids' basketball team, so we practiced at the outdoor courts instead. Austyn and Ryleigh both get bored watching Taylor practice, so we played a game of tag. It was no problem for me to chase down Ryleigh who sort of prances around rather than runs around. Austyn on the other hand is a bit more of a challenge. He darts one direction and then swerves a different. He keeps me on my toes to say the least. Anyhow, it never took me long to catch him, and we always giggled and I'd tell him that he was it. When it came time for him to chase me, he suddenly would get so tired. He would stop running and say, Mom, lets take a break. Naturally I would agree, and I would stand there waiting for him to catch his breath. Or so I thought! Next thing I'd know, he was creeping up behind me and I'd take off running again. Anytime I was near Ryleigh he would gasp and say, MOM! Look at what Ryleigh is doing. I fell for it the first time, as he charged me and said, HAHA, I caught you! He continued this throughout our game. He also would say, okay, lets just walk and play tag. And there he would go, charging his way straight to me. He is a riot, and apparently a pro at distracting people. I guess I should keep a closer eye on my scammer of a son! And the best part of all, when we were done playing tag, he gives me a hug and says Mommy, I had soooo much fun playing tag!
And just for laughs, I'll tell you what he tells me all the time. He has a hard time not talking. He wants to talk all the time and about everything. He sounds familiar. (ME! lol) So, I will sometimes just ask him to zip it. Occasionally, this comes at the most inopportune time for zipping of the lips and his response is, I can't zip my lips, because then I can't eat. I have to keep them unzipped. I will zip them when I am all done. What a smarty pants, and compromiser he is. When he isn't eating food, he does what I ask of him and he zips it, locks it and puts it in his pocket. Then when he can't find his pocket, he unzips his mouth and says, I don't have a pocket to put my key in! He's great for laughs. How can you stay mad at such a comedic as him.