{You'll Shoot Your Eye Out Kid}
It had been over a month since seeing my dad and I was missing him, so I called and asked to come down with the kids. Then I invited my sister along for some traditional Valentine's Day crafts and oh my gosh check out last year's post here because you cannot believe how much our four kids have grown in just one year! Ridiculous.
We always get to dad's at noon so we can have lunch together, too bad for him the kids got normal food and we brought a salad and some fresh take (it's like a coating for baked chicken - shake n' bake with cheese mixed) for the overweight big people.
Don't think after a bowl of salad I didn't add up the WW points for a Lofthouse cookie! And then immediately shove it in my face and enter the four points into my phone.
We let the kids tear up the place while we digested and cleaned up. I wondered why they were being so quiet in dad's bedroom. Yeah they were doing something not allowed at home...hasn't my dad ever read about the ten little monkeys?
We planned to let the kids make cards for their dads, I got the idea from Pinterest but now that I'm here looking at the difference between theirs and ours? Quite a bit...damn, the fingers were supposed to overlap!
After they were finished with the hands, we cut them out into hearts and spiced them up with glitter and I quickly decided I could not give them to Jon. What if he said he was going to take them to work and they sat in his van for a month and got ruined? Can't take that chance...so we'll get him a box of conversation hearts instead.
After our painting, Haylee found a DVD with a picture of a pig on it so she ran it to my dad saying "I want to watch Peppa Pig!" I was only half listening to the commotion but he put in the DVD and assured her that Peppa Pig was coming on but it was the Simpson's Movie with the spider pig in it!
The movie was totally inappropriate but they were glued to it...hey, my sister and I wanted to catch up with our dad so desperate times called for desperate measures! I only hope Ryan doesn't use the word butt-head at daycare tomorrow.
Leave it to my dad to teach them the things they shouldn't be learning until at least six or seven, right? I'm pretty sure that is why Ryan is so drawn to him, because he's like the rebel grandpa who does things that make mom gasp...
But if you ask me they are good for each other.
2 comments:
First of all, you can't get ready for V.D. Eat all the yogurt you want. Even wash the "playground" with Clorox. Won't work.
Next subject...You're worried about Butt-Head? My little grand daughter used to grab and try to hold her pre-school teachers boob like she does with mom and granny. It was like a comfort thing she did when we went to sleep. Also, a shout-out to your dad. He's got it right! The first words my husband taught the one grandson was Camels and Cocktails. Happy V.D. (is that like "have a happy period?")
@Middle Child; VD is for Valentine's Day in this instance, not venereal disease.
Jennifer, that'sa lovely photo of you! You've got some lovely shoulder definition going on there.
I know a young woman here in Adelaide who is on a weight watchers diet, I hadn't seen her for several months and when she came into the store where I work I almost didn't recognise her!
I say let your dad teach Ryan whatever he wants to, that's what grand dads are for and it's easy enough to explain that butt-head is not a word for kindergarten. Besides, he'll learn much worse than that when he gets to grade one, grade two, grade three...from the other kids.
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