Daddy Daughter Day » Funny

Do I Look Like a Monkey to You?

D. — Sun, 28 Feb 2010 01:54:23 +0000

My daughter calls me "da da". Or just "dad!" yelled really loudly and quickly sometimes when she needs my attention ASAP. She's been calling me "da da" for awhile, and if you show her a picture, and you say, "Where's daddy?" she knows to point to me. So, it disturbs me that every time she sees a monkey or a chimpanzee or a gorilla or whatever, she points at it and yells, "DA DA!"

Now, do I look like a monkey to you?

Now, be honest.

My Messy Child

D. — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 20:02:06 +0000

She's not even a year old yet, but she can trash a room like any kid three times her age. She has too many toys obviously. She has a habit of removing every single toy from her toy box. She also has a big bag of mega bloks (I think there are over 200 in the box), and she feels the need to empty the bag of every single one; she isn't too interested in actually putting the pieces together, just creating a mess. It's the same when she eats now too. She chucks food, not because she doesn't like the food or because she isn't interested, she throws it solely to watch us pick it up.

My Daughter Destroys the Living Room

What is going on here?

D. — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 14:37:33 +0000

This is a weird picture I took. If you weren't there, I'm sure you'd ask "What is going on here?"

What is going on here?

My Little Basement Spy

D. — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 14:28:00 +0000

My office is in the basement. At the top of the stairs that lead to the basement there is a gate that prevents my daughter from tumbling headfirst down the steps. The gate is about 2 inches off the floor, and once my daughter discovered this and discovered I was in the basement working, she took it upon herself to get down on all four, peep through the 2 inch hole and spy on me as best she can.

My Little Basement Spy

Baby Belly

D. — Sat, 02 Jan 2010 03:04:03 +0000

My 11-month old daughter is in love with her belly. Every time we ask her, "Where's your belly?" She throws up her shirt and she shows us.

She's absolutely fascinated by her own belly and other people's bellies. She plays with her belly button and pokes other people's belly buttons. We crack up at how excited she gets every time she rediscovers her little belly.

Picture of the Day

D. — Sat, 02 Jan 2010 02:21:16 +0000

I thought I'd throw up this new picture of the baby. I think she looks all knowing here, like she's up to something or she's plotting something against me. I can't explain it. Maybe I'm just being paranoid, but my child is smart, maybe a little...too smart.

My Daughter Is Up to Something

What Happens to Boys Who Kiss Your Daughter

D. — Tue, 29 Dec 2009 19:47:52 +0000

Toss Them Around Like Rag Dolls

I have to do this now before they get too big for me to toss around.

Tupperware Is More Fun Than Toys

D. — Mon, 28 Dec 2009 17:38:00 +0000

My daughter's first birthday is right around the corner. I can't believe it's been almost a year already since she's arrived. I'm debating what to get her for her birthday. She mostly needs clothes, but I'm thinking I might get her a brand new, delux tupperware set, since her favorite thing in the world is playing with tupperware lids on the kitchen floor.

It was funny because we had a friend's baby over the other day, and he too went right for the tupperware dishes. What's it about tupperware that is like a giant baby magnet? I wish adults were like that, just have some friends over, and you all plop down in the middle of the kitchen floor, bust out the tupperware and go to town throwing lids around, putting smaller tupperware inside larger tupperware, oh the possibilities are endless.

Christmas Gifts Abound

D. — Mon, 28 Dec 2009 13:44:17 +0000

christmas gifts everywhere

Baby J.'s first Christmas consisted of a LOT of presents. I think she received more presents this Christmas than I have in my last 10 combined.

Despite ball poppers and mega blocks and bath toys galore, despite bongos and books and new teddy bears, despite stacking cups and board books and a pretty purple purse, despite toy phones and toy puppies and toys, toys, toys, she loved most of all the wrapping paper and the boxes. And yesterday, she was back in the kitchen playing with tupperware lids while her toys sat unused in another room.

Maybe next year I'll just wrap some empty boxes.

Oatmeal Disaster

D. — Mon, 21 Dec 2009 14:59:46 +0000

For breakfast this morning, my daughter's quest was to make the biggest mess possible with her food. She managed to get oatmeal everywhere, all over her face, her clothes, her lap, the floor. It was an oatmeal disaster.

Oatmeal Disaster

It's almost impossible to keep kids clean. Kids should come up with a mop and a sponge.