Eyes on the back of my head

Aislinn can understand so much of what we say these days, it's amazing. Sometimes she pretends she doesn't understand so she can get away with something as long as possible (like running away from me in the yard, towards the street, as I scream "Come back here!"). Today, however, she could not hide her understanding out of shock.

She was playing in the dining room, and suddenly, there was dead silence. It wasn't hard to figure out what she was doing, since she'd brought me a certain object not two minutes before, but SHE did not realize this.

"Stop playing in the trashcan with your dirty diapers, Aislinn!"

She came to look at me through the doorway with a look of utter amazement on her face.

I love having eyes in the back of my head. Even Audrey still can't figure out how I sometimes know what she's been up to!