Tag Archives: Birthday

Today, my daughter returned to school. She had to report on five things she did over the break. This illustrated sheet explains the big gift she received, her trips, and the people she visited. My favorite? The lights! The box with no spelling errors? Her (not entirely accurate) claim to have set up the tree!

Today, my daughter and I went to the park. For nearly twenty minutes, she swang while I pushed her. As she is wont to do, she talked the entire time. In particular, she revealed the jobs she’s given her stuffed animals. Almadine, her favorite teddy bear, is her cuddler. Her new reindeer, Mr. Antler, guardsContinue reading “Division of Labor”

My daughter came home from school feeling sad. She had gotten herself into some personal drama, and though things had turned out okay, she was shaken. She was playing with a toy. A girl (Girl 1) in her class asked for it. When my daughter did not give the toy up promptly, Girl 1 calledContinue reading “Negotiating Feelings”

My daughter took the opportunity this afternoon to put on a concert. The prelim was much more ambitious than the show itself. It included: Credit cards for my wife and me to use at the event Elaborate parking instructions (“in case some people don’t want to walk,” she told me) Specific timetable (“there’s going toContinue reading “Post-Thanksgiving Concert”

Post-dinner this evening, my daughter and wife danced. Halfway through the dance party, my daughter disappeared into her room. She reappeared with a costume and a script. She was a servant. My wife was a queen. There was a rule against dancing in the kingdom. Nevermind the fact that my wife was dancing the entireContinue reading “Spontaneous Footloosing”

My daughter had a great time trick or treating. One reason? She went with her cousins. I love when she records what she’s thankful for in a picture. This shows her (on the left) in her cat costume with her older jockey-costumed cousins. I love this so much, and I pray I encourage her toContinue reading “A Night To Remember”

Tonight, my daughter helped my wife make “spooky” spaghetti and meatballs. The spookiness was provided by ghost-shaped pasta. The meatball were provided with my daughter’s help. When I commented on their aroma and their delicious taste and said thank you to both her and my wife, she beamed with pride. “Good job!” I told her.Continue reading “Made With Love”

The teacher has become the student. Today’s theme day at school was Hawaiian Day. My wife’s plan involved a floral scarf tied around my daughter in the style of a toga. Because she’s gone for her job before my daughter gets up, I was on toga duty. I was not a quick learner. I practicedContinue reading “Hawaiian Day”

A few days ago, my wife put up this sign in our kitchen. This morning, my daughter noticed it. “I get it!” she said without prompting. “CREEP it real! Like, KEEP it real!” Later in the day, she wanted to share a joke of her own. “What did A say to B?” “I don’t know.”Continue reading “Getting and Making Jokes”

My daughter loves the idea of a secret room where only she (and maybe her cousins?) can go. Today, she built that special space in the middle of the living room. It consists of: two kitchen chairs a living room lounger a blanket that functions as a curtain thanks to some packing tape collection ofContinue reading “Inside the Clubhouse”