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Little Kids Are Awesome 7

As I like to mention, little kids can be ridiculously awesome. I've mentioned it at least six times before (the last time was here), and it's no less true today then it was the first time I mentioned it. However, sometimes, they are more awesome than others. This, my friends, is a case of extra awesomeness. So, rather than describing several witty remarks like I usually do, I'm going to devote the entire post to a single exchange. Trust me, it'll be worth it.

To begin with, the cable went out at my house a while back. I knew just enough about the cable boxes to try a few basic troubleshooting steps, but none of it worked. The end result was that the we couldn't watch anything but the basic channels on TV, and we had to have a technician come out to fix it. The technicians don't usually come out on the weekend, so we had to make an appointment for them to show up in the middle of a weekday. That meant that the kids would be around when the technician showed up.

Now, little kids are generally curious, and anything out of the ordinary will draw their attention. So, as soon as a new person is in the house, they immediately want to know what that person is doing. This was definitely true for the technician, and they wanted to see what he was doing. After briefly explaining that the TV was "broken" and that the technician was going to fix this, my mom managed to steer the kids away in a different direction. Since their initial curiosity was sated, the kids were okay with this plan.

However, as the technician started doing more work around the house, he began to draw more attention to himself. This was especially true when he needed to climb up on to the roof to check on the actual satellite dish. The kids wanted to follow him around, but my mom pretty much figured that they'd be in the way. They insisted, though, like little kids are wont to do. That led to:

Mom: "No, let the man work"
Kid: "But I want to see Bob the Builder!"

The kids related what they saw to what they knew, so they somehow got it in their heads that the technician was Bob the Builder. It was cute, it was funny, it was awesome, all at once. The best part was that the technician had two young kids himself, so he played along with the whole thing. In fact, when he finished up and left his contact information, he signed it as "Bob the Builder." Everyone involved was thoroughly amused.

The best part, though, came a few days later. Someone turned off the TV while the kids were watching, and one of the kids immediately exclaimed, "the TV's broken! Call Bob the Builder!" Let's just say that that story was recounted on more than one occasion.

I've said it before, and I'll say it again: little kids are flippin' awesome.

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