The Ball Shooter

For Christmas, Amelia got the above Playskool Ball Popper (we call it the ball shooter) from my friend, Marie (aka Auntie M). Marie thought Amelia needed it because all the kids in the nursery at her church love the one there. I agree. Amelia, however, had a different take on the whole thing. See for yourself:

Take 1:



(she nearly knocked the camera from my hands when she was trying to get to my lap)

Take 2:



(yeah, she claps when she is upset. It's kind of strange. It is one of her Nana's favorite things about her.)

These videos are from today (well, at this point yesterday). A few weeks ago we tried to get her to see that it is a fun toy and not scary. Here is Jason enjoying the ball shooter:


He wasn't able to convince Amelia that it is a fun toy though. She is still scared, as we found out tonight. In fact, she is so scared of it that we keep a blanket over it so she can't see it. Earlier this month it got to a point where if she saw it she started to cry (hence, the blanket). We thought a few weeks with it out of sight/out of mind she might enjoy it. Nope. Not yet. We'll try again in a month or two.

**We feel terrible that we find her reaction so hilarious that we had to record it. Come on though. It is pretty priceless. We really wanted it on video so we can show her one day. She'll laugh. She won't even remember the terror the ball shooter once brought her.