Just because Camille made me laugh when she put on Abby’s Harry Potter glasses. One day, we’re going to be sitting in a theater in Hollywood watching her accept her Oscar. Drama or comedy, she’s got it.
I especially like the remnants of the meal she just ate on her lips.
Ramblin’ Prose
Camille-isms —
Category Archives: Camille-isms
This pic, just because…
Heed the warning
Handmade sign on Camille’s bedroom door:
Nock first
child at werk
Copied from her sister, who did have the K.
We’ll work it out.
Deal of the day
Camille: Daddy, can I paint my nails at the soccer game?
Me: No.
Camille: I’ll pay you.
Me: What?
Camille: If you let me paint my nails at the soccer game, I’ll pay you.
She opens her hand and offers me a nickel.
The words no parent wants to hear
Especially coming from your 6-year-old daughter. After I read to Camille tonight and right before I turned off the light, came this conversation:
Camille: Daddy, I’m pregnant.
Me: What?
Camille: I’m pregnant.
Me: Do you even know what pregnant means?
Camille: No (giggle).
Me: Okay.
I didn’t consider this the proper time for a “learning opportunity.”
Six!!!!!!
Six years ago today, Camille came into this world with breathing problems. A slight touch of pneumonia after she was delivered by emergency C-section kept her in the hospital for several days.
I went to the nursery with her as Susan recovered from the surgery. Camille shook uncontrollably as the nurses tried to keep her warm. [...]
It’s not really fibbing if you’re 5 is it?
With Susan at school on Monday nights, I have the pleasure of hanging with the girls, cooking dinner and putting them to bed. This is the perfect opportunity for Camille to “request” one of her passions in life: sleeping with her sister. She hates sleeping alone, but she’s okay if one of us lays down [...]
An Oscar worthy performance
You hear about this happening to other parents, but you never think it will happen to you.
I stayed at home with Abby today. Susan, Abby and I were up a good portion of the night. Abby began feeling awful Sunday when we traveled to Durham to Susan’s sister’s house to celebrate more than a half [...]
Pretty in pink
It’s only a vacuum cleaner?
No. It’s a Dyson.
We’ve been very unhappy for some time with our cleaning implements. We’ve probably gone through three cheaper models in the past three or four years. So, we started looking at the Dysons.
A few months ago, we were at Target when they had a great deal: Buy a Dyson, [...]
Conversations at bedtime
Camille: “Can daddy make me an olive tomorrow?”
“You mean an omelet?”
Camille: “Yeah, with an egg. And some ham and some cheese. Maybe on a piece of bread.”
“Sure, baby.”
Recipe for fun
Camille: Mommy, can you buy some bananas and when they get rotten can you make banana bread?
Susan: I think you mean when they get ripe.
Camille: Yeah. Can you make banana bread then?
Wet and wild question
Camille: Mommy, where are you going?
Susan: I’m going to a wedding shower.
Camille: Then why are you going to take a shower?
Susan: It’s not that kind of shower. Herb?!
No Wiggle room
Camille on listening to a Wiggles song on Radio Disney in the van: “It burns! It burns!”
