Fatherhood 063
Yep, that’s daddy’s little exhibitionist. First thing she does when we started putting her in skirts and dresses? Grab the hem and pull it over her head! Then get upset that she can’t see. She gets the lack of logic from her mother. Regardless, I’m really hoping that she’ll discover the concept of modesty relatively soon. ;P
My shirt presents “Advice from a squirrel,” which includes the very important “look both ways when you cross the road” and, of course, “it’s OK to be a little nuts!” Stacy’s wearing a Mountain shirt with a lovely, yet apparently very shy, faerie, while Kiandra is wearing her Fourth of July outfit, with the red, white and more blue than she should be showing. And, yes, she very much likes being held facing outward so that she can see everything, at least when she’s not tired.
That’s why most baby girl’s outfits have bloomers or shorts. 🙂
K’s finally outgrown it.
Sort of.
Ish.
If we remind her.
Maybe if I tie weights to the hems… sew in a steel band around it or something. ;P
She’d only use them to injure you at some point in the future. Never doubt a baby’s ability to cause you grievous bodily harm.
Also, so here’s amusing for you: I’ve had your birthday in my head all week. Last night, I almost wrote you an early Happy Birthday message but thought, “Nah, you’ll totally remember to do it tomorrow, don’t be a dork.” So, of course, I managed to make it to after midnight to try to send you a damn email only to realize that I don’t have your email in my regular email account. Okay. Fine. I’ll sign into the other account. Except, I won’t because I have text message verification turned on because of the German spammers who kept trying to hack that account and since my phone is currently charging in the bedroom (on the charger that will quit working if you move it wrong because the other one is still missing from our Georgia trip), I can’t access the 4 digit verification at the moment to sign into that account. Brilliant. Somewhere in the midst of this I thought, “You know if he had FB or Twitter like a normal person this would have been much easier” at which point I remembered I could come give you birthday spam on your comic page because I love you that much. (Seriously, most other people at this point I’d have been like “eff that nonsense” and gone back to doing something else.) Of course, today I was distracted by a really good book, so that counts, right?
*facepalm* So, yes, late birthday spam, totally in the key of B. <3 I hope you had a great day, darlin'.
Hon, if you were on time, I’d be worried about you. I worked Friday (decent day, regardless), but I’m enjoying a quiet weekend, thus far. Oh, and Kia gave me a present that only she could: Five days straight of loaded diapers. Gee, thanks, you shouldn’t have. Really. ;P
Oh, I have a new saying–“Sorry, we’re late, but we’re not dead yet!”
We thought you might appreciate it.
Erm. Stacy might not though. Sorry about the bruises. >.>
Stacy’s only likely to bruise me if I make her late for something. I’m usually pretty good about it, though. 😉
Leggings are your friend, Tom. Or as my lovely other half mentions: shorts and bloomers. 🙂