Daddy Was So Mad

Me: “That was a good book.  What’s something that makes you mad?”

Bennett: “When we went to the McDonald’s and it didn’t have a Playplace.”

Me: “Yes, I’ve apologized for that many times.  Sutton, what makes you mad?”

Sutton: “When you hurt my ear.”

Me: “What?!  When did I hurt your ear?”

Sutton: “When you were singing.”

31 comments on “Daddy Was So Mad

  1. Just stumbled on your blog. It is very clever and well written.
    When my youngest brother was about five, my mom started singing to him before bed. He stopped her and said “Mom, you’re a really good reader, but do you think maybe we could get Nelf (his nickname for me) to do the singing part of bedtime?”. To be fair, my mom has a TERRIBLE singing voice.

    Best of luck with your singing career ;)

    • Thanks. I remember reading something when the kids were first born that advocated singing to your baby. It said, “They won’t care if it’s out of tune.” I guess there’s an expiration date on that advice. ;)

  2. Oh my stars, that’s a riot! They still say the most quotable things even after all these years. Sounds like you’re prepared for it though. On a more serious note, now that they are older, the precious things they say can be precious in a different way, just today I was told that I am too hard on myself. That was actually a welcome critique.

      • You are doing an awesome job, and keeping your sense of humor in the process. Your kids are lucky to have you as their dad. You’ll have moments where they say just one little thing that makes it all worth while, even though you wouldn’t have done it differently anyway.

        I’ve had to have some thick skin too, like when my oldest calls me “Pops,” or when they talk about the Stone Age when their father was in school.

        It’s great to meet you, and thanks for taking the time to reply!

        -David

  3. I was told when learning another language, learn from kids. Unlike adults, they will tell you right away when you are saying it wrong.

  4. Hilarious! Kids can be so brutally honest. But also really sweet. I’ve got a whole list of bon mots the little monster has thrown at me so far. Yours must be double as long!

  5. I love Mercer Mayer. Remember to write down all these things…today we were watching home movies and I was reminded just how amazing life is with little people in it everyday.

  6. You have my sympathies, both my girls have complained about my singing at one time or another. However, as much they say it hurts their ears, they still want me to sing them to sleep at bedtime as long as they get to choose the songs! Oddly enough they also complain when I try to get them to dance home from the shops rather than walk, or skip along in time to Dorothy’s “follow the yellow brick road” apparently I’m totally embarrassing, unless no-ones looking of course.

    • Ha! Glad to hear I’m not the only one whose kids don’t like their singing. Thankfully, it hasn’t extended to dancing yet. The kids still call me in the room to join them whenever they’re dancing. I’m going to enjoy it as long as it lasts. :)

  7. LOLOLOL!!!!!!!!! Soooo funny!!!! Ah… mind you, it’s at your expense, but your generosity in admitting such conversations enriches our humor belt. :D Hardy har har.

    Pink.

  8. This is precisely why I cannot read your blog at work! I Burst out laughing at my desk and everyone looks at me like I’m crazy!!!

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