The similiarity is outstanding!

After walking around the Fells Point Festival, headed back to the car...

Dad: "Ok, I'm tapped out. No more money we should head home."

Daughter: "Ok, if we don't have any more money to spend on the rides let's just go home and get some lunch."

Dad: "Great idea."

short pause....


Daughter: "Hey! That guy looks just like you!"

Dad: "Huh? Who? Where?"

Daughter: "That guy on those steps, he looks just like you daddy!"

Dad: "oh......him *realizes she is pointing to the homeless man nodding off on the steps of a nearby building*....uh how does he look like me?"

Daughter: "His beard and hair are as grey as yours, and he is wearing the same hoodie"

Dad: "hmmm...yeah...sure he does...uh ok so let's get home shall we?"

Daughter: "Ok.........boy he really does look like you!"

Dad: "ok, ok, ok"

A conclusive argument for more showers.

On a foggy drive to school....


Dad: "Look at that field, it's completely covered in fog!"

Daughter: "Wow! I can't see anything down there!"

Dad: "If you were standing in that field, I wouldn't be able to see you."

Daughter: "I wouldn't be able to see you either."

Dad: "How would we find each other if you couldn't see me?" "What other sense could you use to find me?"

Daughter: "I could smell you."

Dad: "uh..... *sniffs self* Really?"

Daughter: "Yeah, definitely."

Cue "5 Tone Communication" sequence....

On a rather muggy and stormy Sunday afternoon, filled with packing, cooking, cleaning, movies, etc. We stopped for a moment after a particularly heavy downpour and attack of thunder and lightening and walked out onto the front porch. The sky was an almost even split of bright and eerily dreadful orange and gray, coupled with a bright and deep deep blue.

Dad: "Wow! Check that out!  What a sky!"

Daughter: "Woah!!!"

....pause......

Daughter: "When we move to another planet I hope it's as cool as this one."

Dad: *face slightly scrunched with confusion* 
 "Babe, I don't think we're ever going to move to another planet."

Daughter: "Not now, but very soon we will."

Dad: *complete serious deadpan stare at daughter*

Daughter: "Cool sky"  *turns and walks inside, humming softly*

I don't know where I'd be without your perspective.

Dad: "So how was your dentists visit?"

Chloe: "Good, he said I need to floss more, and that my brown tooth is getting loose and will come out soon."

Dad: *tugging on the tooth* "Yes, it is almost ready to come out, you need to give it to me if it comes out."

Chloe: "No way! I'm giving it to the tooth fairy, so I can get some money for it!"

Dad: "Well, yes, but I need to inspect it and contact the tooth fairy, so don't leave it anywhere, ok?"

Chloe: "Ok.......*pause*....so how was your day?"

Dad: *looking up from my dinner* 
"It was fine....thanks...stressful but fine otherwise."

Chloe "Why was it stressful?"

Dad: "Someone broke into my car."

Chloe: "Why didn't you lock it?"

Dad: "I did, but they broke the window and tore it apart."

Chloe: "Why?"

Dad: "I guess because they wanted to find something, maybe money."

Chloe: "Well, things could be worse."

Dad: *sits back and looks at daughter with a smile*
"Yes, you are right, they could be far worse."

Chloe: *mouth full of food, pointing fork at me*
"Yeah, they could have stolen my tooth."

Of course it does.

Lessons in spelling. Something I have been doing alot of lately is balancing that fine line of allowing Daughter's new found enjoyment of writing to blossom as it will, not to put any hindrance on her exploration of the beautiful language we call English. (OK it's not that pretty of a language but still-it beats grunts and groans)

Dad: "What are you writing?"
Daughter: "A word I learned."
Dad: "That doesn't really spell anything."
Daughter: "Of course it does."