Browsing Tag: EM

    Miscellany

    My Daughter Has 8 Boyfriends

    March 9, 2008

    I’ve told my daughter that she’s not allowed to date until she’s 25 years old, but that hasn’t stopped her from starting a collection of boyfriends at the ripe age of six. Every time I turn around, it seems she’s declaring how cute someone is, and how she’s in love with so-and-so.

    So, a couple nights ago, when we had about 15 minutes to kill before dinner, I suggested she make a list of all her boyfriends. It took her two sides of a sheet of paper.

    Side One

    Boyfriends, side 1

    Here’s what it says, in case you couldn’t tell:

    1. Jason Dolly, Actor (correct spelling: Jason Dolley)
    2. Jake T. Austin | Actor (yes, she used a vertical pipe as a separator)
    3. Harry Potter | character
    4. Shia Labeouf, actor

    And then she flipped the page over, skipped #5, and listed a few more.

    Side Two

    Boyfriends, side 2

    6. Simon Cowell, Judge
    7. Joe, Kevin, Nick Jonas Brothers

    Methinks I’m going to have my hands full in about 8-10 years.

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    T’s wish list

    October 16, 2006

    The subject of Christmas and gifts came up in our house yesterday. Some of the Sunday paper advertisements were spread out and Sean pointed out some game he thought was cool. I told him, as I always do at this time of year, to put it on his Christmas / birthday wish list.

    T heard that and promptly told me about her list:

    “Daddy, for Christmas I want every toy I don’t already have.”

    Ha!!!

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    An analogy…

    May 1, 2006

    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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    Anatomy

    January 27, 2006

    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?”

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    Things Not to Say at Dinner

    January 24, 2006

    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 to go poop!”

    Ha!

    (We’ll be working with her on a new phrase: “I need to use the bathroom.”)

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    President Daddy!

    December 4, 2005

    “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, only presidents wear!