Someone got ahold of the digital camera

And figured out how to use it, by herself. Here's the results:

Passing it on

For a friend, I said I'd pass it around.

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I let my child drive a car

Inspired by http://othejoys.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-big.html ,oh the joy's story of her little boy, I thought I tell you about Sarah's adventures.

Much like Joy's little one, Sarah went through they "I'm not a baby anymore. I'm BIG girl." phase, and then asked "When can I drive?"

I said, when she asked a couple months ago "How about now."

So I taught her the basics of driving. Since I have an older car, with no air bags, its a snap to let her sit on my lap, and drive. Obviously she cant work the pedals(yet), so I work the gas and brake and let her steer down the driveway. She does very well. Hasn't hit our house or the neighbors, nor any fences or even driven off the driveway yet. I think she's almost ready for a parking lot.

And its great to drop in a conversation from one of THOSE parents. You parents know who I'm talking about. That parent, who's child can do no wrong, is so advanced that they know how to read before walking, who's going to be the next Einstein, Mark Maguire, Michael Jackson, Jeffrey Dohmer.......You know the one.

That parent "My child can do his multiplication tables, and he's not even in preschool."

Me: "My child can drive a car."

That parent "What?"


It throws them for a loop. Of course there is a BIG down side to teaching her how to drive. In her words:

Sarah "Daddy, now that I know how to drive, when can I get my own car?"

Well, I learned what Sarah prays for at Vacation bible school

Sarah was over my parents most of yesterday, as we both had to work. Her Uncle Joe was home, so she had my parents and her 3 uncles to play with all day.

So, as the day progressed, my parents asked Sarah, what did you do at vacation bible school? And as she told them, they asked her did she pray, and she said yes. And they asked her to show her.

So the little girl folder her hands, bowed her little head, and said:

"Dear God, I want to go home now, I'm done here. Amen."


Oh my god, the damnest things come out of her mouth.

Bad parents, the next chapter

Welcome to bad parents, yet another chapter in the annals of parenthood. LMK if any of YOU are guilty of it(I doubt it, generally my readers tend to, you know, actually parent their kids).

So we're going to pick up mommy from work. And like all good little boys and girls, you probably have taught YOUR kids to, you know, not run out in the street, look both ways, and other assorted items. I know we did, 'cause our road, while not busy, is used as a cut through road.

But apparently, this mother didn't. Two boys, couldn't be more than 3-5, with stuff in their hands, no shoes, RUNNING down the middle of the road, while mommy is standing around, and of course, predictably, in order to get them to stop, stands there and yells at them to get out of the road. Doesn't get them, just yells. The kids were 5-6 houses down the road. Finally she yelled at them to come back, which they did, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD.

Lady, get off your ass and go GET your children. Its not that hard......

Like father like daughter

Apparently, much like my daughter, I too am going to hell. But at least its not for making out in a church pew.

No, my offense in a church is, standing around holding a friend's baby(because her son and my daughter are in the bathroom going potty with their respective mommy's) and when asked, with the pastor's wife and pastor in ear shot, is that baby mine, the response is "no, I'm just borrowing her from a friend. She's great for picking up chicks at church."

Ah well, heaven can wait.

Cuddling with the camera

My daughter is going the hell.

This week she has vacation bible school. She likes church school, so we send her. This week, for the vaction bible school, she's going with her little friend, Cameron.

But apparantly, she's a bit more than a friend with him. The had them sitting in the pews, Sarah reaches over, hugs Cameron, then starts making out with him in the pews.......


She's so going to hell.

Words you never want to see, as a father and husband

"Mommy's little shopping buddy", words emblazoned on a shirt for little girls as we strolled through target.

Because no matter how much a little girl is daddy's little princess, she still is mommy's shopping buddy regardless of what you teach'em.

Strolling through target, we "stopped" in the girls section. And sure enough, even at 3, she's got her mother's genes. As mommy looked, sarah pulled things off the rack, held them up to herself, said "this looks good" and through them in the cart.

They didnt have to fit, or be the right size, just look good.......

I managed to get them away before too long.......or too much got into the cart....

And my third pride and joy

After the Mrs and wee one......My snowball bush. One I wont let ANYONE clip or take flowers from. Not even my mother.
And there are still plenty more blooms coming in......

I'm suck a sucker

"Daddy, will you PLEASE buy me these sunglasses so I can look just like you."('cause daddy wears glasses).

Ok this is getting insane.

Look, I know Sarah is special, but it gets to be silly at times. Parents, riddle me this:

Do YOU get random neighbors dropping by to say hello to them and giving them presents for no apparant reason? I just got home a short time ago and one nieghbor(female) came by and gave her a present. Its not ehr birthday, christmas, graduation, or anything.

Sometimes, I just dont get it......

More things Sarah says

"Mommy, I need your attention please."

Mom: "You have my attention sweetie."

Sarah "NO, mommy, your undivided attention....."


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Sarah the curmudgeon doesn't want to go to bath. So daddy grabs her by her ankles and carries her upstairs. She giggles and laughs all the way up. I plop her on the bed, and she runs off to mommy and says "mommy, daddy carried me upstairs and I didn't like it."

Daddy:"You lie, you laughed all the way up. You didn't once say stop."

Sarah "Stop daddy..."

Avast you Land Lubbers

Sarah the pirate, scourge of the playgrounds, is now on the loose. Beware, she's taken over the house, and plans to make mommy walk the plank when she gets home(and yes I have a sword to, we're been playing pirates around here).

Sarah says: Happy 4th of July All!