Saucy Fellow

Teasing (not real mean) people, (my children mostly--okay mainly) is one of my most favorite past times in the world. Pulling their leg--is fun--pranking is the best. When Keyton was two/three-years-old, he loved the Children's Singer Raffi. One of the songs on the Raffi C.D  was titled, "Robin in the Rain". The first two lines in the song are, Robin in the rain, what a saucy fellow. Personally, I think calling a Robin a saucy fellow is funny, so naturally, I took to calling Keyton Saucy fellow. He. Hated. It. Keyton is my most serious child. Keyton at three would say (sternly,annoyed, livid), "I'm not saucy fellow, I'm Keyton Opsal!" I'd say "OK. OK, Saucy fellow." When Keyton was four I said to him, "I love the name Saucy Fellow so much, I went to the name changing station and changed your name to Saucy Fellow." He was pissed. He said, "Go back to the name changing station and change it back to Keyton!" Me-"What? But, I like saucy fellow, I just didn't know that name when you were born, but now I do, and I love it and now you are Saucy Fellow." Keyton-"I'm not Saucy Fellow, I'm Keyton Opsal!". Me-"Oh. Ok, Sauce. Now go pick up your blocks." Keyton-"I'm not Saucy Fellow!". This went on for years. Actually, it still goes on. If I pick him up today from school and ask "Saucy Fellow, how was school? He would say,"I'm not Saucy Fellow!" My brother has called him Saucy Fellow, Hal has called him Saucy Fellow, Jesse has called him Saucy Fellow, and my mom has called him Saucy Fellow. So, now I encourage you, next time you see him, call him Saucy Fellow. It never gets old. In fact today, when he gets into the car, I'm going to video myself saying, "Hi saucy Fellow, how was school?" I know his reaction with be epic. I'll post the video. It's be especially great, because this will be the first time I've called him Saucy Fellow in months. It's friendly teasing really. When he gets too worked up, I say, "OK--calm down, Sauce."

This morning on the way to school, I had Beastie Boy's "Fight for Your Right" playing--loud.  When the kids and I got one block away from the school, Keyton kept turning down the music. And when we parked in front of the school, Keyton jumped out as fast as possible and slammed the door--before I had the chance to play, "Brass Monkey" for the other children walking into the school. Hal also jumped out and slammed the door .In fact, this was the fastest Hal has ever gotten out of the car. Good thing for the other children, I rolled down the passenger side window and idled there for a half a minute, and they got to hear "Brass Monkey" Unfortunately, my two children didn't get to hear "Brass Monkey" because they sprinted into the school. However,the other children all walked backwards in slow motion looking at my vehicle. My day has started out right. 

Keyton Band O Rama, 2014

The above picture is of Keyton and I. I don't know if he was embarrassed to take the picture with me--my guess is yes. He's a good boy. He's looking like a Saucy Little Fellow.