So my youngest daughter just tripped and whacked her head on an wall. Of course I saw in slow motion the whoa, and the thwack, so I scooped her up to cradle her in my arms. She pointed to her head so I knew where to kiss, and then pointed at the offending wall. Like usual, I yell at the wall because she thinks it's halirious and then make the wall apologize in a very convincing wall-like voice.
Today, before going on her merry way, she decided to hug the wall and tell it that it was a nice wall. She then told me that the wall said thank you, and proceeded on babbling about the wall being nice.
Alright.
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- I was being stubborn as usual and trying to make a point. You know, the 'why is it that you don't do things when I ask like a naggy wife,' point.
- Don't get me wrong. I like to spend money on things I will never take into the afterlife with me.
- No photo shoot is complete without the smushed face shot.
- I always say I am being one thing and end up another, so I guess I'm a hypocrite.
- So if I see any other false deer sightings I'll let you know.
- My father-in-law nodded his head and said in his God-like voice, "This is good." (Okay something like that, but he did nod.)
2 comments:
Wow.
Yeah, that's awesome.
Maybe the wall learned its lesson after you scolded it.
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