Had to put my foot down today


This morning my kids were using a newly invented Lego space shuttle to save us all from an alien ships that had kidnapped earth.

It was enough to make a dad proud. ๐Ÿ™‚

But this evening, I had to put my foot down.

I got home, and my son showed me two more of his Lego creations: a new space station and…an alien space ship.

Me: Is that one of the alien ships that kidnapped the earth this morning?

Son: Ah…yes.

My goodness. What am I teaching these kids that they’d allow that into our house?!

I guess maybe I should ask him if he’d captured the enemy ship…

Slug? What slug?

Playing with the kids this evening, I spotted a slug in the grass.

I called my son over and pointed it out with my toe.

Then I called my 6 year old daughter over. She looked at it too.

Finally I called my three year old over and pointed out the slug for her to see.

My son called me so I turned to see what he wanted. When I looked back, only a second or two later, I saw my youngest wiping off her foot.

Ew!

How do you sweeten chocolate chip cookies AFTER they’re baked?

chocolatechipcookiesI just baked a batch of chocolate chip cookies. But I think I used 1/4 cup less sugar than the recipe called for.

So I’ve been brainstorming ways to make them a bit sweeter now that they’re baked. My favorite so far is use them to make an ice cream sandwich.

What would you recommend?

Does she love me or her Cocoa Puffs?

My wife posted an exchange my three year old and I had last week. I suppose it is funny…if you’re not me. It all started with:

Sofia came into our room this morning while we were having our morning coffee.

“Daddy, are you staying home today?” Big eyes looking up hopefully.

Check out the results of this exchange at her blog in the post called Sugar Daddy.

My own personal Buddha

I think I live with a mini-Buddha. Here’s a snippet of a conversation I had with my 3 year old daughter.

3 year old: Well, some people do and some people don’t.

Me: Wow, that applies to so much of life.

3 year old, turning toward me with a sage look: Yes. To so many lives.

Wonder if it’d be lucky for me to rub her belly…

More Sof-speak

More of my three year old’s language. You won’t find these words on the street. But this guide will help you if you ever have the privilege of navigating through our family life.

A “tie-bow” or “bie-toe” isn’t an exercise video. It’s that thing daddy wears around his neck when he goes to the hop-spit-tal.

A “hop-spit-al” is the place where daddy works and the cool helicopter lands.

“Moh-cky and Cheese” is the yellow pasta dish that she helps mommy make. The stuff daddy doesn’t eat even though she thinks it’s so yummy.

If she says “I give you,” you have to figure out what she means by the context. It usually means she forgives you.