As said by T in the bathroom tonight: “Sometimes when I throw up out of my mouth, it’s like a waterfall.” Not exactly the analogy I would’ve used, but okay…..
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A conversation this morning…. T: “Dad, my ankle hurts.” (no immediate reply) T: “Dad, my ankle hurts!” Me: “T, do you even know where your ankle is?” T: “Where?”
The family ate at Outback Steakhouse tonight. Being midweek, it was relatively quiet — a far cry from going on weekends when you have to wait 45 minutes for a table. Anyway, as we’re waiting for dinner to arrive, T blurts out (loud enough for nearby diners to hear): “My butt feels like it’s about […]
“President Daddy! President Daddy!” That’s what T started telling this morning when I came out to the family room. Why? It was the first time she’d ever seen me wearing a tie. Ten minutes later I asked her, “Why’d you call me ‘President Daddy’?” “Because you had that long, hang down thing on.” Which, apparently, […]
T (to her toys): “Shut up, Little People!” Cari: “T, we don’t use those words in this house.” T (thinks for a second….): “Can I use them when I’m four?”
(This actually goes back a week or two, but dinner tonight reminded me…..) It was a week or two ago that I was picking up the kids from school and daycare, and as I always do, I asked them how their days were, what they did, who they played with, etc. And with T, I […]