While putting you to bed tonight, little one, you said the following things:
1. Peep is buffering, Daddy.
You were watching Peep and the Big Wide World on your iPhone while I was brushing your teeth, combing your hair and sliding on your pajamas.
Yes, you were correct. The video was buffering.
2. I don’t want you to turn the page. Then I’ll have to go to bed! Read it again!
We were reading CORDOROY and had arrived at the penultimate page. As I went to turn it, you grabbed my hand and stopped me. You knew that once we finished reading the book, you would need to go to bed.
Procrastination at its best.
3. Daddy, I want to taste the sky. Can you taste it with me?
You continue to taunt me in terms of my inability to reach the stratosphere, little one.
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