Thursday, June 7, 2012
Driving to somewhere...
Daughter: "DADDY!, DADDY!"
Dad: "Good God, WHAT!? *swerves*
Daughter: DADDY! LOOK!
Dad: I can't! Hold on a second."
*pulls over to the side of the road-car blares horn as it speeds by*
Dad: What is it?!
Daughter: "Pikachu can wear my sunglasses...."
Dad: *heart racing* "That's great...really great..."
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Monday, March 12, 2012
Tellulah: *dancing in the movie theatre at the end of a film we all recently saw.*
Daughter: *slightly embarrassed grabs T by the arm and proceeds to pull her towards the exit*
Dad: "What?! No dancing?!"
Daughter: "We're out of here!"
Tellulah: "Maybe we should come to your school and dance for your class!?"
Daughter: "No, because people will be tractin' on your dancing and not tractin' on their work!"
Friday, March 2, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Coffee made, lunch packed, light is switched on and the words "it's time for school" are softly spoken, only to be met wth contempt and dread and a full retreat under the covers.
Dad: "Hey sweety, time to get up for school."
Daughter: "I am SO not going to get up!"
*pulls covers over head and shrinks back into warm cocoon*
Dad: "The word for today is coercion."
Chloe: "It's not that I don't want to go to school, I just don't want to go yet."
*goes back to something else*
Chloe: "Will you help me get dressed?"
Dad: "Of course I will."
Chloe: "NOT YET!"
*slams covers back over head*
Monday, January 30, 2012
Casually getting on her pajamas...
Daughter: "I wish I was still three."
Dad: "Oh yeah, why?"
Daughter: "Because three is the magic number."
---side note, as I was posting this Daughter saw the picture and exclaimed..."Is that me on the Moon!?"
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
A few days after Christmas, coming up from the basement.....
Daughter: "HEY! I know where Santa got the wrapping paper for my gifts."
Dad: *knowing I didn't put them away I kind of freeze trying to come up with something* "Oh, where?"
Daughter: *giant grin on her face pointing at pile of wrapping paper* "From down here."
Dad: "What!?" *runs down the steps and smiles* "Oh cool, Santa must have left his extra wrapping paper for us!"
--LONG UNCOMFORTABLE PAUSE--
Daughter: "Wow....he's really nice............but sneaky"
Dad: *turns to find her giving me a penetrating stare* "Yeah...sneaky...."