The Five-Year-Old makes a joke

Scene: Daddyo, pre-coffee, spills milk on the kitchen counter. The Five-Year-Old, sadly: “Daddyo, you are almost too clumsy for this house.” Daddyo, curiously: “What? Are you…

Thank you

A quick note to say thank you to all who came out and/or donated to the fundraiser last night. The evening was great fun for The…

In which The Five-Year-Old teaches her father to write

The Five-Year-Old, waiting for her dinner to arrive: “Daddyo, do you want to play tic-tac-toe with me?” Daddyo: “Only if you draw the X’s for me.”…

Aloha

The Four-Year-Old, on learning that Hawaiians use the same word to say hello and goodbye: “How can you tell one Hello-ha from another?”

“So, where do we get to go, Mommyo?”

The Four-Year-Old, as the cop walks away from the car after giving her mother a ticket for an illegal right turn: “Where do we get to go now, Mommyo?”

Mother: “What do you mean?”

The Four-Year-Old: “What’s the ticket to? Is it to SteveSongs?”

Is that truck exhausted?

The Four-Year-Old, on seeing a garbage truck spew an incredible amount of black exhaust into the air: “Mommyo, is that truck exhausted?”

I have to hibernate soon

Preschooler to father at dinner: “I need to eat a good dinner because I have to hibernate soon.”

Don’t you fret

Preschooler on using metal cookie cutters to stamp shapes out of (cooled) homemade soaps: “I’ll stamp it myself, Mommyo. I’ll be careful. Don’t you fret.”