“Tell Daddy how you got gum in your hair today, Buzz.” He learned a very valuable life lesson that afternoon. I thought I might have to cut his hair, but thankfully all it cost him was a few pulled out strands.
“Did you tell Daddy how you fed the ducks, Jedi?” There’s a pair of ducks that have called our neighborhood home every spring we’ve lived here. Probably because they know everyone around likes to feed them bread.
“You know how Buzz just started saying ‘I did it!’? Well today, I heard him say it and wasn’t sure why, but praised him anyway. ‘Yay! You did it!’, like a good mom. Then I saw Abby had her onesie thing off which was odd. How did she get that off? So I put it back on and a few minutes later, I caught Buzz trying to take it off again. ‘I did it!’, he told me. ‘Yes, you did, but no. Don’t do that.’ It was… kinda funny.”
I tend to ramble when J returns home from work, especially if I’ve been without adult contact all day. Meanwhile, as we were bombarding him with tales of our thrilling day, he was just staring at the computer screen in front of him. I hate when he does this. I have no idea if he’s paying attention or not.
“I realize it’s not Die Hard style action, but it’s all I’ve got. Could you fake a little excitement?”