I choked. On purpose. She thew me a curve. I didn’t see it coming, and I swung and missed, leaving Susan to bring us back from a run down and the bases loaded with two out in the bottom of the ninth.
On the way to school this morning:
Camille: “Daddy, how do babies get in your tummy?”
Me: “Uh, it’s a decision that husbands and wives make together.”
Camille: “But how do they get in your tummy?”
Me: “Good question! That would be something to ask your mom when you get home tonight.”
Camille: “Daddy, why are you so happy?”
Me: “I’m not happy, just smiling.”
Camille: “Why are you smiling?”
Me: ” ‘Cause I love you. Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetie.”
Camille: “Happy Valentine’s Day, daddy.”
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Sounds like the way I’d handle that situation. Excellent job my friend.
Whimpy you say? I say sweeeeeeeet. If there is one thing a daddys girl needs it’s a sweet daddy. Nice job my friend.
All right guys, you’ve got to help me out. I’m takin’ flak for this!
Whenever Susan sees me now, she mumbles, “whimpy.”
Except when I brought her candy this afternoon.
It’s a DECISION???? I didn’t know that! (BTW, it’s time to go buy that pop-up book.)
Sue, once Susan decided, yes, it was OUR decision.
Actually, we talked about it for quite some time.
Pop-up book? Uh, not yet. We’re still recovering from Everyone Poops. Seems they’re real interested in that subject and this one.
Oh, wait. Did you mean the G-word?
I think you did all right, she’s probably not ready for the technical answer anyway.
wow, I just checked out Everyone Poops and The Gas WE Pass. People are actually writitng books about this??? I don’t know how I feel about this. I didn’t know these books existed. I mean i didn’t have anything to explain these bodliy functions. The best my brother and Dean had was the Potty book and the the “poop song”. Mom, Grams, you remember….”Dean is a super duper pooper, he can potty with the best…” it was a fun song!!
Susan’s right, my friend.. but I don’t blame you! Ah, well, you can always tell them what I did… you know how Mommy carries your suitcase when its too heavy. Well the answer to that is like a really heavy suitcase. Why don’t you let me carry that one a little longer? If nothing else, it confuses them enough that they’ll drop it for a while.. besides, I want to hear Camille’s retort.