I'm So Glad When Daddy Comes

The kids crack me up. 

When Daddy gets home, the night begins.  The party begins.  

Tonight it consisted of a bit of a tug of war.

To Faye, Daddy was a couch or bed.

To Keith, er, Calvin, Daddy was Hobbs.  You know, from Calvin and Hobbs?  Mainly because Jeffrey was wearing a stripped shirt.  Like tiger stripes, or so Keith said.


And so, the dialogue went something like this:

"Wake up, Hobbs!"

"Go to sleep, Daddy.  Go to sleep, Couch!"

"Wake up, Hobbs!"

"Couch, sleep.  Sleep, couch, sleep!"

"Hobbs!!!  Time to wake up!"

"Time to sleep, Daddy.  You are my bed."


And then, two minutes later, Faye said

"Beep.  Beep.  Beep.  Beep.  Beep.  Beep.  Beep..."

"Turn off!"  Keith said, hitting (softly) her on her head to turn the alarm off.

"Ha!  You can't turn me off.  I am broken.  Beep.  Beep.  Beep.  Beep..."

Its always fun when Daddy comes home.

Comments

Jenny said…
Oh, oh, oh.

I love these moments.

What a sweet family you have!

This just made my heart smile!
July 17, 2012 at 11:19 AM
Emmy said…
Awe love it! Too cute! And yes it is always wonderful when daddy comes home
July 17, 2012 at 3:45 PM
Lourie said…
That is so cool. I hope it's always like that for them.
July 17, 2012 at 11:19 PM
Susan Anderson said…
I remember those days of daddy coming home and the kids rushing him.

=)
July 18, 2012 at 2:26 PM
Lisa said…
LOL! I Love this! Jeffrey needs to teach my man how to play!
July 20, 2012 at 4:32 PM
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