Advance Warning: On reading this post, you are in no way allowed to laugh at, make fun of, or ridicule me, in any manner whatsoever.
I was getting ready to bathe Thaïs the other day and she asked me if she could use the shower. She normally asks me to fill up the tub because she [...]
Read this post at Absolutely Bananas about a young make-up artist.
My little rascal tried something similar with me once. We were getting ready to go out when she came up to me, hands behind her back, and asked me to bend down. So I did. Then she showed me what she had been hiding behind [...]
Thaïs happened to come across cartons of her milk stored in the larder. All excited she blurted out, “Oh look! Those are my dudus!”
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Thaïs: Tana, help! Daddy’s rubbing his ‘deard’ on my cheek. It’s poking… Daddy! Don’t stop ‘dugging’ me!
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Thaïs went out for lunch with Mario’s parents and Mario’s sister and her family. When the [...]
…but unfortunately, that is a phrase Thaïs doesn’t believe in.
My daughter can talk. No, I mean, my daughter can TALK. From the moment she wakes up in the morning to the time I tuck her in at night, she talks non-stop.
But doesn’t she have an afternoon nap, you wonder? You should get some peace and [...]
Thaïs has suddenly become very concerned about my well-being. This morning as I was warming up her milk:
Don’t stand in front of the my-co-ro (meaning microwave) when it is on. You might get cooked!
I guess it’s the thought that counts.
Spent the last couple of days catching up on my reading. Here are a few of the posts that I found amusing…
Sometimes You’re The Windshield at Dad Gone Mad – Wait for the punch line..
It’s Official, We’re ‘Trying’ To Conceive at DadThing – Thinking about ‘Aunt Flow’ still makes me chuckle.
Aussie ABCs: ratbags & snags [...]