I can't think of too many "funnies" from this week. But Hubby told me about this encounter he had with Sweetie.
She came into see him in the bathroom and, putting her hands out in front of her, as if she were quieting a crowd, said,
Come on, Daddy. Calm down, take a few deep breaths and stop talking.
Not that he was even saying anything, or riled up at all in the first place. Nonetheless, I guess Sweetie just thought Daddy needed a "chill" reminder, anyway.
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Okay, so something really funny happened just now.
Grampy is over this morning, helping Hubby put new windows in our bedroom. We told Sweetie that she should tell Grampy the Too Many Daves story and, in turn, Grampy would tell her the Elephant story (Once there was an elephant, who tried to use the telephant...)
So Sweetie asked Grampy if he had the Elephant story book with him and we explained that he knows the story in his head, just like she knows the Dave story in her head. Okay, then.
Well, Sweetie's being shy this morning and has only been able to get as far as the first few lines of her Dave story. But Grampy thought that was pretty good and agreed to tell his story anyway.
He sat her on his knee and told her the story, all the while Sweetie's smiling with joy.
But then? When Grampy was done, Sweetie sweetly laughed and said to him,
I think that was better in your book instead of your head.
Kids - gotta love their honesty.
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