Amen!

Hubs strikes again. The other night, the three of us are finishing our dinner when Hubs notices that Munch is playing like she is praying again. Mr. Iconoclast immediately seizes the opportunity to instruct her on the "proper" way to give thanks. "Gi, follow like Daddy," Hubs instructs. "Rub-a-dub thanks for the grub," he continues. Munch looks at him with giggles in her eyes and complies. "Rub dub tank yuuuu gub! Ole man." I playfully tell Munch that Daddy is not such an old man and that it's not polite to call someone old. She puts her little hands together again and says ole man once more. Hubs and I stare at each other with a bit of puzzlement. Gi eyes the both of us and echoes ole man repeatedly. Then it dawns on us that our little Munch is not obstinately insulting her daddy but rather is saying "amen." Hubs and I blow up with laughter. Gi, finding our laughter as a sure sign of approval, now replicates the phrase over and over. Hubs nods with admiration to his filial daughter and is thoroughly content that his teachings have met with such a receptive audience.

Happy Father's Day 2009

Gon Gon and Hubs with Munch

Happy father's day to all the daddies that I love and admire. We sat down to a somewhat unconventional father's day dinner tonight---yummy roasted lamb served gyro style. Stuck a dish of pasta in there just for Munch in case she poo poo the lamb. Hubs gobbled up several servings while my parents ate moderately as usual. Gi immediately fancied the flat bread stuffing it with a ravioli and tortellini along with a slice of lamb and lime. I had to take the wedge of lime out to show her that it was to be squeezed onto the lamb and not to be eaten whole inside her gyro. Munch didn't finish her "gyro" but took enough bites to satisfy Hubs and I. After some coaching Munch wished Gon Gon and Hubs a happy father's day and raised her juice bottle to all of our glasses. What a daughter!

No Sleeping Beauty

It's 7:45 p.m. and Munch is watching Diego slurping up her ice cream. I quietly inform her that when Diego is over, we will take a shower and get ready for night-night. She looks at me with complete puzzlement and asks, "Why? Me go night-night already!!!" I explain to her that yes, indeed, she did take a nap earlier today but that now it is time for night-time night-night. She looks at me with her chocolate smeared face and utters with great disappointment, "Uh-oh." She returns to her ice cream sullenly probably hoping that I don't notice that Diego is over.

My First Circus

We must thank Robin and Amelie again. The four of us met in Sunrise and enjoyed a fabulous performance of Cirque du Soleil's Saltimbanco. Wow, what a feast for the eyes and ears! Amelie and Gi did a bang-up job of sitting through the performance often pointing, commenting and just generally being engaged. They even got some of the humor in the show and clapped along with everyone else! They shared their snacks and drinks and a seat...neither of them was heavy enough to hold down the seat by themselves. During intermission, the two cuties danced wildly just outside of the arena seating area laughing and screaming with delight. No tantrums, meltdowns or an ounce of fear during the whole performance. Thank you Robin and Amelie for a wonderful afternoon.