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Yesterday, our house became a nest. Nicole looked at me and said "I love you, daddy bird". I answered that I loved my baby bird. She turned to Michele and said "I love you, mommy bird". She crawled into bed for a nap and pulled the covers around her, siad she was making a nest. I wish she could teach the family to fly, How cool would that be?

We Need a Bigger Tree

A fun family tradition is encouraging our daughter (34 months) to help decorate the tree. We even had her help when she was 10 months old. All families do this and it is a great bonding time. You may break a few ornaments along the way, but that is okay. We had just about finished the tree, when the little one pipes up with 'Mommy, I have the bicycles to hang on the tree'. We look at each other and laugh. We definitely need a bigger tree.

The Perfect Tree....

We set out yesterday in search of the perfect christmas tree. We are fortunate to live in an area near many tree farms, so we always make a day of it. We decided to get a tree with a root ball this year we could replant. Hunting the internet, we find a farm that has 'B and B' trees in many varieties. It is in the opposite direction from the majority of the tree farms, but the trade off of replanting the tree is worth it. We look at dozens of trees and the owner assures us that they can dig up any tree they have. We pick out a perfect specimen. My wife waits while I go get the owner. He then tells me that nobody at work that day can dig it up. We have to cut one down....bummer. The entire day became worth it when Nicole walks over to a little two foot tree and wraps her bright red muffler around it. She said it needed a decoration. It is moments like this that make life priceless. Luckily, we recorded it on film. By the way, I thought mufflers were only on cars.

Tis the Season.....

Tis the season for mangled lyrics. My little star loves music. Lately, she has taken to singing along with any song she hears. She will evensing along with a song the first time she hears it. With christmas music taking over the airwaves this is making for some interesting words. She started singing Santa Clause is Coming to Town last night and stopped in the middle and proclaimed that she "I don't know all of the words to this song." I hope that doesn't stop her from singing. I still love when she sang 'Baa Baa Black Sheep, happy any wool?" She sang that wrong for a year, I didn't correct her. It is one of those cute kid things I hope I always remember.

Peanuts????

About a year ago, we went on a carriage ride pulled by a magnificent draft horse. Nicole was amazed by the horse. We bought her a toy Breyer-sized draft horse. Upon opening the package, we both chuckled since the toy is anatomically correct. And I feared that one day she would ask me the name of that part. I am not a prude by any means, but how am I going to describe that.

Privates, private parts, man-thing, big willie and the twins, penis....I know all the experts say penis, but the thought makes me nervous. I am afraid my wife will have to give the birds and bees talk, although I also know I need to get over it. I opt for horse parts first time she asked about six months ago. My wife chided me when I told her. Okay, I'll get over it.

Last night, she points at the horse part again, asks and the wife answers 'penis'. About five minutes later, she says 'Is the peanuts where the horse goes poopy?'.

We look at each other and smile. I love being a dad. Our little girl brings us such joy!

What Not To Wear---Manstyle

My wife is working so I take the little one to a photo shoot. She picked out the outfit, I was just supposed to get her to laugh and smile. The photo shoot goes off fabulously and my little pumpkin is gorgeous. My wife looks at the pictures three days later and is mortified. I put the dress on backwards. It looked good to me; I thought the buttons were supposed to go in the front. I now have to take her back for another round of pics. My wife was mad, but I have now doubled the size of Nicole's wardrobe....

Minnie Van

"Daddy, we are driving a mini-van", says Nicole (almost 3) from the safety of her car seat cocoon.

"Yes, we are" said me.

"But, there is no Minnie or Mickey, or any of their friends."

It is talks like these that make me laugh. I also understand why it takes years to master English. In high school, we take four years of English. In Barcelona, do they take four years of Spanish? In Paris, do they take four years of French? Methinks not.

Wish Me Luck

I figure I will do 258 loads of laundry over the next three weeks. We are starting potty training. I am not sure I believe the book writers who say it can be done in 24 hours, but it sells books!

The price of gas

We were watching Free Willy, when the whale burps. I ask her if she had ever seen a whale burp before. She looks at me and says "whales burp and they poot too". She then tells on all the whole family as she says "Daddy poots, I poot, and Mommy poots, too." No gas shortage at this house. Luckily, it was just the two of us. I feel confident she will share that in the future at a most inopportune time.

Muppets and Air Guitars

Watching the CMA Awards with family tonite. Nicole picks up a book and begins playing an air guitar. Good luck with that, she might get musical talent from somewhere but not from Dad. LeeAnn Rimes is another that I can add to the living Muppet list. She joins Julia Roberts and Peter Gammons.

My Daughter the Axe Murderer

My wife and I were just goofing around at the house today playing with Nicole. We laughed, played and did all of the family stuff. Nicole looks at us and says "I was just killing you." We look at each other stunned.......... until we realize she meant she was just "kidding" us. Kids say the darnest things.

Imagine......

Imaginary friends are normal. Nicole now has a friend called "Dater". She will explain that Dater is sitting next to her. She will put covers over her when she lays down. Yesternight in the bath tub, Dater went swimming by. Man, Dater is really fast. I had an imaginary friend, but it wasn't until high school. Her name was Cindy Crawford and she existed in every one of my dreams......