Brinley is reading signs on the highway. “Daddy,” she asks, “What is Best B-U-Y”?
“Oh, they sell electronics. Like computers, TVs, washing machines… that kind of thing.”
“Toys?” she asks hopefully.
“No, not toys.”
“Well,” she huffs, “It’s not really BEST Buy, then.”
Yesterday I tell Micah about the time when he was a baby that I was changing his diaper and he peed on the wall before I could get the new diaper on.
Today he looks up at me with merry eyes, telling me, “Daddy, when Micah was baby I pee all over town!”
Brinley, out of nowhere: “Daddy, truth or dare.”
Daddy: “…truth.”
Brinley: “WRONG!”
This one made me a bit proud today. Brin and I were listening to the Owl City song “It’s Always a Good Time” in the car.
6-year-old Brinley looks up and says, “But dad, it’s not always a good time. There are some tough moments, too.”
Brinley tries to open a bottle of medicine with a child-proof top. Unable to open it, she lifts an eyebrow and asks me, “How does it know it’s a kid trying to open it?”
Today is April Fools Day. Brin has been excitedly thinking up pranks to pull, giggling after every one, including the old water cup perched on an open door.
Micah gamely tries to get into the fun by running up to his potty chair, pointing at it, and saying, “Haha! April Fools!”
This morning Micah is in the mood for some “pankpans”. With syrup.
Daddy: “Our house was built the year before I was born.”
Brinley: “So that’s why it looks so crusty and old.”
Thanks, Brin.
I open a package of sunglasses from Amazon and slip a pair onto my face. 3-year-old Micah takes a look and says, “Whoa, cool sunglasses dude!”
The kids and I take a walk around a pond where there are a lot of geese milling about. Brinley tries desperately to get them to eat grass for a while, to predictable results.
After some time, I offer to let the kids give the geese some broken up pretzel pieces. They delightedly start distributing the pretzel pieces to the geese. Micah, always the feeler, tells the geese, “Fanks for your patience!”