Quote From: jettavMy husband isn't really all that bad though I tend to make it out like he is,LOL. I actually agree with him on everything but with him, I am not so sure he will learn to choose his battles and let some things slide when they become teen agers. Right now, he is doing an awesome job as a daddy as I am sure he will continue to do so, but let's face it, guys do not always understand girl stuff which he has to be reminded of that at times,LOL. The advantage here is,both the girls are daddy girls, especially the oldest and they definelty have daddy wrapped around their finger, those big beautiful brown eyes, gets him very time,LOLLLLLL
He isn't into the clothes and hair things so that I don't think will be a big deal to him, but the make up, well, now, that I see as an issue,LOL but right now, everything is cool, the closest to that they have come to is wanting fingernail polish which I don't care either way, daddy has an issue with it so we went for the finger/earring stickers and the girls are very happy with that so there is no issue at this point. gotta learn to choose those battles and come up with compromises that work for everyone,lets just hope those battles and compromises are as easy then as they are now,LOLLLL
Ok, so we are off topic, LOL. The funniest thing I can think of for today is the idea that my oldest was sad and cried because as she is learning to play scrabble, she was upset casue she couldn't spell a word, man, you would have thought the child needed to be rushed to the emergency room with the way she was crying..............Maybe not so funny at the time but thinking about it makes me giggle. :)
Hi gals. My name is Kristin and I have an almost three year old son named Isaac. I am sure like ya'll, I am amazed at the things that come out of his mouth...things that make me say, "How did you know that?!" or "Nooooooo...we don't say that word." Well, how's this for funny:
My husband, Isaac and I all go to church. We are Christians and believe that Jesus Christ bled, died, and rose again so that we might have a relationship with Him and one day live with Him for all eternity. So, naturally, I read Isaac the kid versions of Bible stories. One day a week ago, someone gave him a coloring book and in it was a picture of Jesus. The next day we were at Wal Mart, standing in the aisle with air filters, when suddenly Isaac grinned real big, waved his hand and said "Hi Jesus!" to a man standing there. My face instantly got red and I firmly told Isaac that the man wasn't Jesus. Isaac refused to believe me. He replied, "But Momma, that's what Jesus looks like! It was in the coloring book!" I looked up very apologetically at the man, and he just laughed and walked away. The wierd thing was, Isaac was right. He did look just like the picture.
