Kid-Isms

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Yesterday we visited Hidden Acres to take our annual family photos with Don Johnson.

As part of the adventure we got a couple nice kid-isms …

When we pulled into the main entrance of Hidden Acres and started driving down the main drive …

Little Miss: Daddy, I like it in here.
Me: You do? How come?
Little Miss: It’s nice and pretty with all the trees.

When we stopped for a restroom break near an apparent sewer overflow …

IDiddy: Ewe. What’s that smell?
Me: I’m not sure.
HDiddy: It smells like eggs! And I like eggs!

Little Miss-isms

A large storm and power outage woke Little Miss this morning.

I held her and rocked her for 20 minutes or so until the power came back on. Once it was restored I laid her back in bed and in her sweet two year old voice, “Daddy stay here with me. Stay till there’s no more thunder.”

I may not be able to stay quite that long … But who can refuse that?