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.”
Brinley asks me to give her a new name. Without much thought, I say, “Ok, Evelayla”. Delighted, she then decides to make up a new name for me. “I’ll call you… Daddy… Good… Dad.”
“Where’s French?” Brin asks, as we’re on our way to the airport to pick up a friend.
“French?”
“Yeah! It’s the same as bread,” she says, looking out the window as we pass power lines atop structures that look like the Eiffel Tower.
“Ah! France. That’s across the ocean.”
Brinley: “Can cars grow?”
Brinley to a passerby on our neighborhood walk today, “It’s a lovely day for a walk!”
Today Sarah and the kids were driving past a farm when Brin said, “I’d like to go to a farm someday and squeeze a cow’s butt.”
Sarah: “Okaaaay, why do you wanna do that?”
Brin: “To get their milk out!”