Little kids are funny. You've got to love the basic essence of a kid. Some things are universal no matter who they are. Take Pippa, for instance. She's a smart kid. She can read and has been able to since well before 4 years old. And I'm not just talking about reading her name. For real reading. Like, Hop On Pop reading. And yet, she still thinks I can't see her when she is hiding her eyes behind her hands! She cracks up every time I act surprised she's there. Ahh. It's the little things I love.