I hope that I’m not the only one thinking these things Dads never want to hear from their kids. There are just certain things that they say that make us think “What were they thinking?”
Dad… is it time to get up yet? (This normally happens on those days where I went to bed really late… and the kids get up really early. I think sleep is so over rated anymore!)
Dad… Do we have to eat our vegetables? (This occurs 80% of the time at dinner, It doesn’t help when there Mom makes faces where she has to eat them, too!)
Dad… The POP Tarts are on fire! (I actually did this when I about 9, the age of our oldest Jack. I nonchalantly walked into the living room to tell my dad this, all while the “POP Tarts were a blaze in the toaster oven!)
Dad… There is water coming out of the toilet and it is running on the floor! (Yep, Dads- this one happens quite a bit. Sure it takes them a whole roll of toilet paper to get clean! True story… My little guy Ethan, 5, just woke me up this morning to unclog a toilet. It makes you learn to keep a plumbing “first aid kit” in every bathroom, it really comes in handy.)
Dad… My pants are wet! (This is the one that you take in a deep breath and let it out because its usually not from water, if you know what I mean. L, M, NO…“P”)
Dad… I was in a SMALL accident! (This was my wife… she forgot to put her emergency break on and her car rolled over her back hill, into her back yard when she was in college. You can only be upset for a little while… may not let them drive for a while… or until they are on their own insurance, but at least they are OK!)
Dad…where are my shoes? (Every morning in our house growing up this was you heard. My brother “lost” them every day. I know every single one of us has told our kids, or at least thought this response in our head… “I’m not sure, because I don’t wear your shoes!”)
Dad… I can’t find my gold fish! (What do you mean!? It is a fish it can’t go that far… right? I remember my brother telling my Dad this when we were younger. I can remember my whole family searching every where for this fish, and he was no where to be found. We found him about 3 days later tucked way under the bottom of my brother’s water bed. Yes I said “water bed” We were kids of the 80’s~ so no judging! He must have ‘jumped’ out (his tank was on the ledge above the bed))
Dad… _____ is stuck on the roof! (First off… why is ______ on the roof and how did ______ get up there? Yes, our kids did this last week with a toy that they had. Ethan came running in to show us (and I’m not gonna lie- he was excited that he managed to get it up there, even if it was an accident!)
Second, yes this happened to me growing up. We always had a huge crowd of kids that played in front of our house. It was the hang out spot for sure where we drank Tang and smoked our Candy Cigarettes (which taste like tooth paste if you had one lately). However, Wiffle ball was one of our favorite activities. If you live in a city area, you know that the homes are close, so there was a tendency to hit balls onto roof tops. This happened one day and we took a neighbors old wooden ladder (remember old and wooden) and went up to get the ball. Well the wind blew, and the the ladder fell over and it broke. Thus leaving you know who stuck on top!)
Dad… I can’t find my Blankee! (NOOOOOO! This is the final nail in the coffin here, especially at bed time when they are over exhausted! If you have kids that are obsessed with a Blankee, Bunny, Foo-Foo, or a “B” you know what I mean. You also know that the back up one that you stash away, just in case, no longer works. They know when it is not the “original” . By the way- When did they get so smart?)
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