Thursday, January 27, 2011

a's perception and a day of firsts

Everyday A has 3 rules for school.  B reviews them with her before he leaves in the morning. 
1) Be a good listener
2) Be a good friend
3) Throw balls and not toys

Tonight at dinner, she did her typical conversation of "hows your day Daddy?"  She then followed it up with, "you throw balls?" and "you listen to your teacher?"  This started a conversation about what she thinks we do all day at work.  I think she pictures us in a big room with our friends having circle time and playing with toys.  She has been to B's golf course on several occasions so she probably thinks he has circle time on a really, really dirty floor and he and Mr. Jeff and Uncle Mark sing "wheels on the bus" and "if you are happy and you know it."  Really, they drive around in golf carts, look up youtube videos, talk about sports, drink coffee, and climb on tractors.  She'd probably like that day too.

The crazy thing is, she has never been to good ole hospital that I call work, but her perception of my day is probably pretty accurate.  I can't tell you how many times in a day that I sing kid's songs or throw balls.  I even tell people not to throw toys.  I do an orientation group to talk about the date and the weather.  I help people eat lunch at the same times she does.  If we had nap time, it would pretty much be the same. What does that say about me... A could do my job... 

Today was also a day of firsts.
1) first snow man... I was not present b/c I braved the completely clear roads and went to work on time.  B said it was really fun. They played "fall on your butt."  "Fall on your knees."  "step in the snow" and then built the snowman.  She has been talking to the snowman since then.  My favorite conversation was something like this, "Don't go away into water."
(notice the size of the snow pants... They are 3T... she's a giant)
2) first shiner-  I am proud to say that I was not present for this either.  A was playing with one of her favorite toys... a giant box.  Apparently she was opening and closing the front to "scare" Daddy.  I guess she shut herself in a little to hard b/c she hit herself in the face REALLY hard.  I don't think the picture does it justice but, her daddy was proud of the first black eye!

Monday, January 24, 2011

the beer store

A guest post from Daddy...

Last weekend I took A to the beer store for the first time.  As are most new things with A, it was an experience.

I open the door and A darts in.  Naturally a two-year old running unaccompanied into a liquor store gets everyone's attention. 

I follow closely behind her and A asks in her best outdoor voice, "This is where we get beer, Daddy?".
Me: Yes, A
A:  I like it!
Me:  You don't like beer.
A:  No, I no like beer.  I like milk or water or juice.
Me:  That'a girl A.

A begins pointing to the refrigerator full of different cases of beer. I like the colors Daddy--red, green, blue, purple...

She proceeds to make our selection:  A variety pack of Sam Adams.  She apparently has good taste.  As I pull it out of the fridge, the other cases slide forward to take its place with a loud crash.  A thinks this is one of the funnier things that happened all weekend.  Finally we make our way to checkout and the nice man at the register has a lollipop ready for us.  Who knew?

So to sum up:  between the bright colors, loud noises and free candy, I believe that A now has the same affection for our local liquor store as I do.  I love father/daughter days.