Quote of the Day “The joys of parents are secret, and so are their griefs and fears: they cannot utter the one, nor will they utter the other.” –Sir Francis Bacon
I submit for your entertainment today, a real conversation that occurred, as exactly as TB can recount it, surrounding the events of bathtime and bedtime:
Daughter (almost two years old), singing in the tub–A,B,C,D,EFG,HIJK,LMNOP; RRS,TTV,Double-yoo, eht’s, y and z; abc’s….
Dad, runs for camera to finally catch the performance for posterity–hears daughter continuing to sing; returns with camera pointed at daughter and singing stops abruptly–<blank stare>
Dad–Aren’t you gonna keep singin?
Daughter–Sit down me?
Dad–Sing ABC some more.
Dad, relenting–You know, (singing) A,B,C,D,EFG….
Daughter, pointing earnestly–Belly Button
Dad, putting camera away–Why do you always do that to me?
Daughter, singing–A,B,C,D,EFG, etc
Dad–Oh, I know this game. You can’t fool me.
Dad, whipping camera out quickly–<filming>
Dad–Dadgummit. Well, I guess I’ll have to delete this one too.
Dad–Ready to go to sleep?
Dad, giving kisses–I love you punkin.
Daughter, staring intently at Dad’s face–Ears.
Dad, helping daughter with pajamas–You sure were a good girl today. Did you have fun with Daddy?
Daughter–Cow. Moo. Kitty cat. Me-ow. Where is Mommy?
Dad, carrying daughter to bed–Say night night to bird and fish, and bear.
Daughter–Night night bird. Night night fish. Night night bear.
Dad–Night night Daddy?
Dad–say night night?
Dad–Okay night night sweetheart, see you tomorrow.
Daughter, studying her hands–Night night fingers.