Part of redirecting Baby Girl from mistaking her brother's head as a Nerf ball is a little game called "Justin Beiber." We play this game at least a couple times a day.

Now pay close attention, lest you miss the stratego of this highly amusing sport.

Place baby in swing or some seat in which he is reclined.

Peer in at his face, and with a slightly droning tone of voice, ask him, TATUM, DO YOU LIKE...JUSTIN BIEBER?

A small pair of edible cheeks will concave into the most adorable dimple cheekset ever.

JUSTIN BIEBER? DO YOU LIKE JUSTIN BIEBER, TATER?

Oh the laughter, the full-belly, dimpled-out chortling that will ensue.

YOU LIKE....JUSTIN BIEBER, DON'T YOU, TATE!

I don't know any of Justin Bieber's songs, I could barely pick him out of a line-up. But I know someone that just likes the sound of his name....

*** The other night, it was just Little Man, Baby Girl and I eating a highly nutritious dinner of pasta and Weight Watchers Giant Latte bars at the kitchen table. Baby Girl said she likes cutting shapes and putting them on her magic wand. "I believe you," I said.

"But do you believe JUSTIN BIEBER?" said she.

I love having inside jokes with 2 year-olds. They are the best.