Showing posts with label Conversations with Dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Conversations with Dad. Show all posts

30 June 2008

Dad, I'm thinking...


Since I've figured out how to jump up on the bed now, we need to set some ground rules about who gets what amount of space. Now, we both agree that there just isn't room for Mummy. You don't lie on the edge of the bed, and my legs are just too long, so Mummy will have to go somewhere else. But see here's how I see it. You're kind of shaped like a long thin pole, and I'm kind of... rectangular. So I should have more space, don't you think?


It's nice cuddling with you in the mornings; I like it. You're a much softer pillow than the wall. But your pillows are much softer too! Scootch over, Daddy, so I can have some pillow.

27 March 2008

Conversation with Dad I

"Hi Daddy, welcome home, I am naked and beautiful, pet me."

"Daddy, I have water all over my face, and I'm still naked, feed me."

"Daddy, I am too tired to come get that carrot, you eat it for me."

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