"Is that my daddy?"
"No."
"Is THAT my daddy?"
"No."
"Hey! Hi daddy!"
(Man who is not her daddy gives a half-hearted wave.)
(I either die from embarrassment or start saying loudly "Your daddy is at third! You know that!")
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
Softball!
The kids and I got to cheer on Eric's team tonight as they rallied, tied the game, and then lost. :-( Poor guys.
The little one has a hard time picking out her daddy on the field. It leads to hilariously embarrassing conversations that I hope nobody overhears.
"Is that my daddy?"
"No."
"Is THAT my daddy?"
"No."
"Hey! Hi daddy!"
(Man who is not her daddy gives a half-hearted wave.)
(I either die from embarrassment or start saying loudly "Your daddy is at third! You know that!")
"Is that my daddy?"
"No."
"Is THAT my daddy?"
"No."
"Hey! Hi daddy!"
(Man who is not her daddy gives a half-hearted wave.)
(I either die from embarrassment or start saying loudly "Your daddy is at third! You know that!")
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Let's not mention how the Little One's Gramps once spent a whole roll of film taking pictures of the wrong girl in the high-school band ...
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Uh, Gramps
The blog post made me laugh and then Gramps' comment made me laugh again! Good times all around! Love, Grandma
ReplyDeleteThose are two adorable kids cheering their daddy on.
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Nana