Yesterday, Jenny had to run to the airport to pick-up her Mom. I thought I would help out by taking a long lunch to pick Hannah up from school and take her to lunch. First off, that kid can talk. She has also started to develop her trashing talking skills thanks to me!
We decided to hit Red Robin for lunch. We ordered some milkshakes. Hannah opted for chocolate and I went for the strawberry. When the shakes arrived, Hannah dug right in and ate all the whipped cream in one bite (she might have gotten that from me too). She then proceeds to peel the wrapper off her straw like it's a banana. Being pretty proud of herself she says, "Hey Dad, see what I did?"
"Yeah, that's pretty cool."
"So Dad, do you think you are tough enough to do that?"
Am I tough enough to rip the paper off the straw? It hurts that she had to ask!
Friday, October 3, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Fast Sunday
Have you ever been talking with your kids and realized you failed to explain something to them, but you've been talking to them about it for months. "Fast Sunday" is the topic I forgot to explain to Madison.
We are sitting in church and the girls are eating their snacks. We don't start challenging the kids to fast until their 8. Madi is still a few months away. Being the sweet little angel that she is, Madi offered me a fruit snack. Since it was Fast Sunday, I respectfully declined the snack and explained, "Thanks sweetie, but today is Fast Sunday."
Since I've never really explained Fast Sunday, Madi got a huge smile on her face and said, "You mean we get to leave right this meeting?"
Although I thought that wasn't such a bad idea I said, "No, we go without food on Fast Sunday."
Still trying to work it, she replied, "Right, so we need to be fast and get home so we can eat!"
If only it worked liked that.
We are sitting in church and the girls are eating their snacks. We don't start challenging the kids to fast until their 8. Madi is still a few months away. Being the sweet little angel that she is, Madi offered me a fruit snack. Since it was Fast Sunday, I respectfully declined the snack and explained, "Thanks sweetie, but today is Fast Sunday."
Since I've never really explained Fast Sunday, Madi got a huge smile on her face and said, "You mean we get to leave right this meeting?"
Although I thought that wasn't such a bad idea I said, "No, we go without food on Fast Sunday."
Still trying to work it, she replied, "Right, so we need to be fast and get home so we can eat!"
If only it worked liked that.
15 minutes
A sense of time is something that takes quite awhile for kids to get a firm understanding of. Allie still has no clue. We've been telling Allie that Mommy's birthday is next and then her birthday is after Mommy's. That made total sense to her.
Jenny's birthday came and it was a good day (minus the scheduling conflicts I caused). The next day Allie announces at the breakfast table that she is ready for her birthday party to start...in 15 minutes. It's was still two weeks away.
For the next two weeks Allie invited everyone she saw (old, young, friends, strangers) to her birthday party that would start in 15 minutes.
Poor kid...it was probably the longest 15 minutes of her life!
Jenny's birthday came and it was a good day (minus the scheduling conflicts I caused). The next day Allie announces at the breakfast table that she is ready for her birthday party to start...in 15 minutes. It's was still two weeks away.
For the next two weeks Allie invited everyone she saw (old, young, friends, strangers) to her birthday party that would start in 15 minutes.
Poor kid...it was probably the longest 15 minutes of her life!
Soccer or Clean
It always amazes me at the choices people make. Everyone has a different way of looking at things. Take Madison for example.
It's Saturday morning and I have made the painfully stupid mistake of signing my family up to clean the church building on Jenny's birthday. As if that wasn't dumb enough, I also double booked the cleaning with Hannah's soccer game. (This is why Moms run the house and not Dads).
Since it was Jenny's b-day, she opted to take Hannah to her game and let me clean the church. Allie choose to go see Hannah play soccer. Madison was asked which she would prefer, church cleaning or Hannah's game. I thought it was a no brainer. Madison thought for a moment and said, "Well, since I love Jesus, I better go clean the church."
I was so impressed. She then followed it up with, "Do we get to use those grabber things so we don't have to bend down to pick up the trash?" Ahh...the truth comes out...Madi just wanted to use the grabber.
It's Saturday morning and I have made the painfully stupid mistake of signing my family up to clean the church building on Jenny's birthday. As if that wasn't dumb enough, I also double booked the cleaning with Hannah's soccer game. (This is why Moms run the house and not Dads).
Since it was Jenny's b-day, she opted to take Hannah to her game and let me clean the church. Allie choose to go see Hannah play soccer. Madison was asked which she would prefer, church cleaning or Hannah's game. I thought it was a no brainer. Madison thought for a moment and said, "Well, since I love Jesus, I better go clean the church."
I was so impressed. She then followed it up with, "Do we get to use those grabber things so we don't have to bend down to pick up the trash?" Ahh...the truth comes out...Madi just wanted to use the grabber.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Going Poolside
For those of you that have seen me in the past 10 years, you know that I am fat. There's no hiding it. Madison, in her innocence, has not noticed. Could be that I've been a large man for her entire life.
That being said, Madison has decided to create a list of all the family activities that she would like to do before school starts. One is to go to a public pool. Jenny tries to graciously explain that "Daddy isn't big on going to the pool."
Madison does not accept this answer and asks the age old "Why not?" I quickly reply, because Dad is fat and shouldn't be seen in a swimsuit. (I say it more in teasing, I really am not a girl).
Bless her heart, Madison comes running across the room and gives me a hug saying, "Don't worry Dad. When I went to the pool with Aunt Jen, I saw lots of fat people in swimsuits. I am sure you would look just as good as them!"
Guess I have to go to the pool.
That being said, Madison has decided to create a list of all the family activities that she would like to do before school starts. One is to go to a public pool. Jenny tries to graciously explain that "Daddy isn't big on going to the pool."
Madison does not accept this answer and asks the age old "Why not?" I quickly reply, because Dad is fat and shouldn't be seen in a swimsuit. (I say it more in teasing, I really am not a girl).
Bless her heart, Madison comes running across the room and gives me a hug saying, "Don't worry Dad. When I went to the pool with Aunt Jen, I saw lots of fat people in swimsuits. I am sure you would look just as good as them!"
Guess I have to go to the pool.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Back to School
I like my job. I think I have a pretty good job. It pays the bills, gets me home at a descent time and has great perks. For some reason I get the vibe that my kids feel differently.
It's Saturday night dinner. Everything is very casual. The kids have been scattered around the house doing various activities. Madi and Hannah have been watching tv. Usually they are watching something we Tivo'd and skip through the commercials. Evidentally, this was not the case today.
As we are trying to figure out who-gets-what leftovers, Madison says, "Hey Dad, have you ever heard of Eagle's Gate College?"
"Umm, no." I replied.
"Well, you can go back to school there and get training for a better job."
"Thanks Madi, but I already have a good job."
"But, they get you out of your deadend job and into a job that can take you places."
I am seriously cutting back on the amount of tv that kid gets to watch.
It's Saturday night dinner. Everything is very casual. The kids have been scattered around the house doing various activities. Madi and Hannah have been watching tv. Usually they are watching something we Tivo'd and skip through the commercials. Evidentally, this was not the case today.
As we are trying to figure out who-gets-what leftovers, Madison says, "Hey Dad, have you ever heard of Eagle's Gate College?"
"Umm, no." I replied.
"Well, you can go back to school there and get training for a better job."
"Thanks Madi, but I already have a good job."
"But, they get you out of your deadend job and into a job that can take you places."
I am seriously cutting back on the amount of tv that kid gets to watch.
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