Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Well, at least she gives her daddy full attention. Donna never wanted to pay any attention to me. And Charlie wasn't much better.
She shows a lot of imagination in her drawings. I've never seen anything around here that even slightly looked like that. That painting and her imaginary friend as well. You'd swear we had a fourth child in the household.
"He's not home yet, dear."
"You will have a talk to that son of yours when he does get home?"
"Yes dear. But I'm not sure it's going to do much good. Not at his age."
Play guitar, that's what my Sunny always does to make herself feel better. I wonder if she'd notice if I talk to Charlie or not? Hmm, better not risk it. Sunny will go into hysterics if I don't.
I adore toddlers. Their big smiles, how everything is a new exciting adventure for them. But I don't think I'm going to convince Sunny that we should have another baby. She's put off her career for long enough. It's going to be a sad day when Merry is old enough for school.
"Donna, it's bedtime for you."
"But Daddy, Charlie isn't going to bed now."
"Charlie is older. You need your sleep young lady."
"Would you read me a story?"
"Of course, sweetheart. Which story?"
"Simblelina, please." She gave me a hug.
"She was sleeping in the doll bed when the most horrible thing happened. A huge thing that was like a hand but 100 times bigger snatched her out of bed."
"'Oh nom nom,' said the monster. 'Dolly taste good.'"
"Poor Simblelina was covered in monster drool."
"It came to..."
"Tickle Merry and put her to bed before Mommy falls down."
While it was simmering slowly, I had a chat to Charlie.
"Boy, the sink."
"Sink? Which sink? What about it?"
"Don't play dumb, the sink you rigged earlier today. Your mother was caught and was seriously not amused."
"But Dad, it wasn't m..."
"Hold it right there, boy. You try and duck this and your arse is grounded for a month. Now what were you about to say?"
"Umm, that you were the target?"
"Right. Still, you obviously have too much time and too much energy. I want to see you enrol for some after school activities and for tonight, go hit the bench press. A good workout should get your mind off pranks."
"Do not prank your mother. Next time there will be serious consequences."
"This little lamb has two apples."
"This little lamb has three raspberries."
The book is called "Counting Lambs" I wonder what a lamb is anyway?
One wobbly step at a time, but she's finally got the hang of it.
It took time and a lot of patience but we got there. Finally.
My claw technique has just never quite been as good as Sunny's. The babies always react more to hers.
That's better. She's much happier now.
Eventually, Tulip arrived and it was show time.
It's amazing how different his hair is slicked back for a change.
"It was fuc..."
"It was awesome, Dad. I was crowned King of the Prom. The chaperones weren't keen on my speech though."
"I might have suggested pranking the school was a good idea."
"Anything else I should know about?"
"Tulip and I had such a blast together. We kissed and then we decided to go steady."
Our son is old enough to go steady. God, that makes me feel old.
And this little Simmy stayed home.
And this little..."
The wailing from the crib got louder.
"Oh, Merry, please stop crying."
I've been trying to get Merry to sleep for some time but she's just too tired. Reading isn't working so I'll trying turning off the lights and shutting the door. That might get her to sleep.
Sunny sang to her for a few minutes and the baby was asleep. It was a good thing too. Charlie and Donna have school tomorrow, and Sunny has work.
We ended our celebration with a visit to the tree house. We both felt a bit better after that.
Bonus pics - This is much bigger than usual - pics I liked that just didn't fit.
So it's their daughter Tulip that Charlie took to the prom.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
"Yeah, Dad?" The lack of enthusiasm in his voice was very perceptible.
"How would you like a driving lesson?"
Charlie's eyes lit up instantly. "Nice one Dad, that sounds great. And then I can borrow the car, right?" Now there was the enthusiasm I was hoping for.
"Maybe Charlie, first you have to learn to handle it."
"It's a piece of cake."
"Wait till you've tried it, boy."
It's a bit of a worry. I hope she makes real friends at school.
"Seriously Charlie. You have to stay on quiet streets until you get the hang of the pedals and steering. Now start applying pressure to the accelerator." The tires squealed in protest as the engine revved.
"Now brake." The car came to a screaming halt and we both bounced against the seat belts. "Don't stomp on the pedals, Charlie. Firm pressure but not hard."
This was going to be a long lesson.
Hard to believe how fast Merry is growing.
I had been invited to city hall to celebrate my career as a Fire Fighter. A presentation by the mayor and everything.
Fortunately I wasn't far from city hall when the message came, so I made it with a few minutes to spare.
"Sam Grant, would you please step forward?" The mayor had arrived and it was time.
"In recognition of all that you have done, I am pleased to present you with this Key to the City."
He grabbed my hand in a firm shake as we both smiled for the camera.
"I'm Macy Monroe. I wanted to say how much I appreciated what you did for us."
Memory failed me, I don't remember any fires at a Monroe house. "Umm, when?"
"Sorry, I forgot that you don't know me. I work at the Science Lab. I wasn't there the day you were called in but I heard all about it for weeks after."
"How did Moe's samples hold up? I remember he was in a state about them."
"Everything was fine. You had it under control before any serious damage happened."
I'm really hoping that she grows out of this phase soon.
Poor Sunny still freaks out a little if she notices the baby eating toys. But Charlie and Donna both did it and survived the experience, I'm sure that Merry will too.
He meet with Tulip Tomasi. I hope that's not over reaching himself. While Thomas and Marta are good people, they are rich and their children have had every possible advantage in life. Tulip could be a rich stuck up brat. She could be a really nice girl.
I know, that's not really my problem. It's Charlie's problem.
"I'm sorry sweety but it's time to go inside. Can't have you getting chills."
"Sweety, you have to go in."
Sunny has an advantage with this argument. She just picked Merry up and took her in. Merry stayed sulky for a few minutes but she got over it quickly enough.
Poor Charlie - he was in the middle of having a teen party because the 'rents had a holiday. The game froze and on the second time, no holiday offered to them yet. So no teen party for the boy.