Brin on Earth Day, “We have to go pick up some litter, or the Earth will get so frustrated.”
Don’t turn your back on Brinley, because she just might take a bag of frozen dinner rolls out of the freezer, place five of them into the microwave, and turn it on for 12 minutes. Word to the wise.
As an Easter gift, today Brinley received an outdoor exploration kit which includes a compass. Deciding it was a good idea to bring it on our afternoon walk, she tells me, “Now if I get lost, I can always find you.”
My heart.
Brin asks if Mac & Cheese makes her big and strong. After I say yes, she starts lifting up various items around the room, a big huff accompanying each effort.
“Am I getting strong dots?“
“Strong what?”
“In my arms!” Pointing at her biceps.
“Oh, you mean muscles?”
“Yeah!“
Brinley on false alarms at the toilet: “You don’t have to wipe a toot!”
Tonight I tell Brin about a dream I had last night where I was on stage playing with the band. My guitar neck randomly broke mid-song and I got some stares from the other band members.
Puzzled, Brinley asks, “Daddy, why did your guitar break?”
“I’m not sure, Boo.”
“Did you rock it too hard?”
“Yes, sweetheart. Yes I did.”
Brin notices that Micah has dug up one of Sarah’s tulip bulbs.
Sarah says, “Oops! We’ve got to plant that back in the dirt.”
Brin takes the bulb and replies, “Okay, I’ll find somewhere hideous.”
Some more Brinley jokes:
“Have you ever seen a bird eat scissors?”
“Have you ever seen a bird eat a beard?“
“Have you ever seen a chair eat a bird?”
Looking around the room some more: “Have you ever seen a table…”
As she wakes me up in the morning, the first thing Brin excitedly informs me is that she’s found a little toy unicorn that’s been missing for a while.
“It was under my music box this whole year!” (It was missing for a week or two)
Pointing out the place she found it, she quietly muses, “I guess this was my first mystery.”
“Brin!” I say, “Micah is about to get out of his bath. Would you like to get in?”
“I’ve got a lot of work to do,” she informs me, as I peer around the corner, the books she’s pulled off her shelves toppling onto the floor. “I’ll take one tomorrow.”