Sunday drive:
Reid: Dad, why do you talk so much?
Dad: Beacuse I like to talk.
Reid: See, you just did it again.
Dad: Yea, I did, and I am gonna keep doing it till I die, so get used to it.
Finn (with the sweet little lispy voice, and the ultimate-burn. Thumb "pops" out): I wish you would die.(thumb back in)
and yesterday:
Finn (From the shitter): Daaaaaaad! Bring me a book!! I need a book while I am dumping!!!
Learning a lot in preschool I see:
Finn: wook what I made!!!
Dad: Wow Finn! Thats great! What is it?
Finn: Its a number, but I ate some of it...
Dad: Its a letter...
Finn: Yea, its a letter.
Dad: What letter is it?
Finn: E!
Dad: No
Finn: M!
Dad: No again
Finn: T?
Dad: nooooo
Finn: 10!
Dad: Can you count to ten?
Finn: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 7-11, 19, 12.
Dad: Awesome. (because its SO important to encourage them at this age)
Daddy/daughter dates...
11 years ago
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