As you may remember, I posted a story a few weeks ago called "F is my favorite letter as you know" which talked about my problem with swearing. I had asked Leah to come up with a punishment suitable for the crime and it took her awhile to come up with something.
But she finally did.
Everytime I say a bad word...my punishment will be that I have to eat a dog bone!
Gotta just love that kid.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Leah's Hero
Tonight at Leah's School they are having a book fair. The theme this year is "Super Heros" and I've heard that Wonder Woman and Batman will be roaming the halls. To get the kids ready and excited for the event, Leah's Teacher sent home a blank sheet entitled "My Hero Is...". THe object was to draw a picture of your hero and then explain why they are a hero for you. The sheets will be put into a drawing to win some books.
Anyway...I gave the sheet to Leah last night and told her she needed to color and draw a picture of her hero. She asked me what a hero was. I told her a hero is a person who does good things for other people, even when no one has asked them to. I hoped it was enough of an explanation since there is obviously more to it than that, but she seemed satisfied with the answer.
She made her decision immediately.
"Daddy!" she called, "Come here, please!"
When he got there, she said "Okay, Daddy. Now, smile, put your arms up like this and I'll draw your picture." After she was done, she dismissed him and then asked me what else she had to do. I told her she had to write in the person's name, which she did after asking me which letters spelled Ryan. Then, I told her she had to explain why daddy is her hero.
She cocked her head, squinched up her eyes a bit and then planted her hands on her hips. "Well, she said, "daddy is my hero because he cleans the floors and the toilets, he takes me to the YMCA to go swimming, he takes walks with me and Rusty and he makes me peanut butter bananas (a mushy concoction I never much cared for but that Leah seems to love as much as Ryan does.)
Although I can not be certain that Ryan has ever been wrapped around Leah's little finger (despite lots of evidence to the contrary), I am pretty sure that he is now!
Anyway...I gave the sheet to Leah last night and told her she needed to color and draw a picture of her hero. She asked me what a hero was. I told her a hero is a person who does good things for other people, even when no one has asked them to. I hoped it was enough of an explanation since there is obviously more to it than that, but she seemed satisfied with the answer.
She made her decision immediately.
"Daddy!" she called, "Come here, please!"
When he got there, she said "Okay, Daddy. Now, smile, put your arms up like this and I'll draw your picture." After she was done, she dismissed him and then asked me what else she had to do. I told her she had to write in the person's name, which she did after asking me which letters spelled Ryan. Then, I told her she had to explain why daddy is her hero.
She cocked her head, squinched up her eyes a bit and then planted her hands on her hips. "Well, she said, "daddy is my hero because he cleans the floors and the toilets, he takes me to the YMCA to go swimming, he takes walks with me and Rusty and he makes me peanut butter bananas (a mushy concoction I never much cared for but that Leah seems to love as much as Ryan does.)
Although I can not be certain that Ryan has ever been wrapped around Leah's little finger (despite lots of evidence to the contrary), I am pretty sure that he is now!
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