Snow Dream and Dancing Girls

Growing up in Florida, I have to admit I like snow. Of course, I live in NC, not upstate NY. I find myself this time of year addicted to the weather websites looking for a chance of snow. They may predict it ten days from now and I get my hopes up. The meteorologists are always right aren't they????

From watching the weather websites, I realize why we have a home mortgage problem in this country. It is all because of the annoying, ugly, uncoordinated dancing girl that haunts my computer. Anyone who clicks on that link to get a mortgage is guaranteed not to understand their ARM terms. The entire mortgage crisis is due to a cheesy dancing computer girl created by a nerd-boy who has never had a date.

Solution to the mortgage dilemma is to get a nerd-boy a date. Congress needs to get this boy a date. No more home mortage problem. People can continue to max out their credit cards, because house values will continue to rise. The economy will run great. Of course, this also means that we buy more Chinese toys made with lead paint. China gets richer and our kids develop brain damage. On second thought, I just need to put up with the idiotic dancing girl (or take an economics class).

Early Geometry Lessons

We were playing yesterday (while learning about shapes) when my star unequivocally states that "a square is a baby rectangle". That is a neat concept and if I ever teach math it will be a concept I use.

Right now, we are in the mommy, daddy, and baby phase. Everything must be in groups of three. Then she proceeds to name them. We have mommy banana slices, daddy banana slices, and Nicole banana slices. She does this with everything. How do I explain to her that some babies have two mommies or two daddies?

Percussive Maintenance.....

Our house is possessed. The smoke detector from hell is at it again. It starts chirping in the middle of the night about every minute. The problem is that it quits during the day. And it doesn't do it every night, just when I am trying to sleep. We have new smoke/carbon monoxide detectors, the chirping one is the 1990 version that was built into the house (and not needed). And it is hard wired into the house, no batteries. It even gives you a written warning that it won't work if the power is off. That makes me feel real safe. It's kept me awake since 4 and if it wasn't for a sleeping toddler, I would have already taken a 6 pound sledgehammer to it. Let me think, metal hammer and live electricity, sounds safe to me.

To Do List for Monday
1. Whack the piss out of the smoke detector once Nicole is awake.
2. Take a nap while Nicole is sleeping.

I realize that if I could write like Stephen King, I could turn this into a book and a movie deal. I'll post tomorrow, if I survive.

Snow, Snow, Go Out in the Snow!

Watching a three year old enjoy the snow for the first time was a blast. We haven't had snow for four years, so it was a blast for ma and pa too. She ran out all bundled up and bent down to grab a handful. It was cold, wet and fun to throw. Built an eighteen inch high snowman that was more fun to knock over than build. We built three and all three got knocked over by her. I already knew she was into demolition, just take a look at our living room!! A few trips on the sled brought howls of laughter. But, the thing she liked the best puzzled me. She plopped down on her side and slowly rolled down the hill. Over and over, laughing all the way. We came in, warmed up, and went back out an hour later. Whee, I hope we get more today!!!

The last baby shower gift.

Our little superstar turns three next week. What a great three years it has been. Three and a half years ago, I was just an ordinary guy. Within a few months, I was transformed into Super Dad (superhero noise). Three days before her third birthday, we also passed another milestone. We dressed her in the last of her baby shower gifts! A cute little long sleeve 'Life is Good' shirt. It was a gift from my best friend. He is the greatest, but he was very clueless in the kid department. He is starting to understand kids as he watches my star grow, but he still probably can't pick the right size clothes. But at least he will finally get to see her in his baby gift.

The ultimate football baby toy!!!

I went shopping tonight for a friend whose daughter turns one next week. He is an absolute football nut. He might even top my love of the game. I found his daughter the perfect gift. It is called The Touchdown Rider. It is a stand-up-scoot-along-the-floor-with-your-feet-toy. But the kicker is.......it looks like a giant football. Ages 1-3, so it is perfect for his little quarterback. My wife gave me grief and said it was more for Matt than Hana. I don't think so, Matt is too big to ride it!! My star actually turns three next week or she would have one. I may go back and buy them all for gifts to future quarterback dads.

You're a mean one...

My little star looked at me this morning and said that I was the big Grinch and she was the little Grinch. She the proceeded to tell me she was the cartoon Grinch.

This doesn't surprise me based on what she has said the last few days. Every time she did something wrong in the last few days, I would correct her. She would then explain to me that she was "bad just like the Grinch". Of course, I would explain that the Grinch became good eventually. So, maybe she will never again do any bad things.

I personally like the cartoon grinch better, but she made the choice already for me. I sure wish I knew all the words to the Grinch song.....................

A New Year and a Trip Back to the Tree Farm

A new year has somehow happened. We had company New Year's Eve and they have a three year old, so it was a little different than a traditional party. We blew noise makers and hooted and hollered at 9, in case the girls fell asleep. They made it to 12:01 with a little prodding. I made it till 12:02.....................

Yesterday, we told Nicole we were going to take the Christmas tree down this weekend. She looks at us and ask if we are going to take it back to the tree farm. I had to explain to her that the saw only works one way. We would put it out by the street to be recycled. She still wants to take it back to the farm. Does super glue work on trees? I know it works on fingers. And If I took it back, would they give me $45.