Hello everyone, it’s daddy here doing a little guest blogging. Fisher believes it is important that from time to time mommy and daddy get on his blog and share our own thoughts about what is transpiring in the life of the Fish. And yesterday was a big day for all of us. We went to Boo at the Zoo. It is a wonderful event organized by the Little Rock Zoo where kids can dress up in their costumes and walk around the zoo (at night) getting candy and going on rides. Fisher had an absolute ball! As the pictures show, he was dressed up as a chicken--cuteness factor was at an all-time high. We spent much of the evening wandering around the zoo getting candy and enjoying the kiddy rides. And I must say that I no longer enjoy the “spinny” rides as much as I used to. I hope that doesn’t worsen with age. However, the highlight of the evening had to be Fisher’s first ride on the merry-go-round. He was so happy. Each time around he would lean off his horse, eagerly wave at me, and yell “bye-bye daddy” at the top of his lungs. The first few times around I tried to take pictures, but after about the 5th “bye-bye daddy” I had to stop and just enjoy the moment. You catch yourself wishing that you could literally stop time and live in that moment for just a little longer. I find that occurring quite frequently these days; wishing that I could somehow bottle a particular look, phrase, or experience so that I could enjoy it again at some point in the future. And somewhat surprisingly, it’s often the insignificant moments that touch you the most. Fisher telling me he prefers cheese on his tofu or when he tells me "slow down daddy...you are going to choke yourself" while I am eating. What a wonderful ride this has been.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Why not? :)
You guys should have seen me at work today. Not to toot my own horn, but I was brilliant. Let me give you a little background; today I have been a stinker...a real stinker. I've been making lots of messes, touching things I'm not supposed to touch, and I even bonked daddy on the head with the baby monitor (that I actually felt bad about). As is to be expected, such conduct got me a number of "time-outs". But I do not see the benefit of these time-outs and I have decided that I am going to try to break mommy and daddy of the habit. So today when daddy put me in time-out I would stand up and try to walk away. But daddy was ready to play hard ball and kept picking me up and placing me right back on my time-out stool. Each time he would say "when you are in time-out you CANNOT get up from your time-out stool." Well, each time he would say that I would look him straight in the eyes, give him a sly little smile, and ask "why not?" After about 4 "why nots?" I could see him starting to crack. He was trying to hold it back, but the giggles were bubbling up. I pulled out all the stops with my last "why not" by throwing in a bunch of my own giggles. Daddy could not hold back and he started laughing. I promptly jumped off my stool and ran back into the front room to start playing again. Game, set, and match!
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