Fatherhood

Want to know my favorite part of fatherhood? The man it has made Tres. Sure, he can fix stuff. Sure, he can open bottles of spaghetti sauce with a single twist. And yes, he even takes out the trash on a regular basis (in addition to doing the dishes and making the coffee).

But it wasn't until he became a Dad that he was willing to do this:

All in hopes of getting this:

Which in my book makes him a great Dad. Happy Father's Day, Tres!

The Flipover

So, I am picking Virginia up from Kiki's house today and she decides she is going to do a "flipover." A what? Her words, not ours.

This kind of came out of nowhere. Emily and I didnt teach her this. She just got it in her head she was going to do this. Man, we are in trouble.

Virginia....in her own words.

For some reason yesterday V forgot how to speak english and thought gibberish would be a good language to switch to.

warning: the sounds you are about to hear may shatter glass. 

enjoy, T

Bird poop

Bird poop is a fascinating topic around the VeggieBruce household. It all started when there was bird poop on V's swing one day. That led to a whole conversation about how birds don't know how to use the potty and now...well, bird poop obsession.

Every time we see some, we have to stop and discuss.

What color it is, how it got there, etc.

Today, when we got home from V's school she spotted some on the sidewalk. I ran inside to get my camera and this is the pose I found her in.

Yep, curled up around bird poop. Why you ask? Well, let's hear from V herself.

Why, oh why does she tell me not to lick it??? (Her actual quote "Don't lick it! I don't want you to lick it.") I am still trying to figure out the psychology of that one-it grosses me out on every level possible. Any tips/advice/thoughts are appreciated! Have I somehow mentally scarred her already? I thought I was safe until at least ages 8 or 10 before she suspected me of being unstable/weird/just plain gross.

Clearly another sign that she is advanced beyond her 2 1/2 years.

Singin' in the Rain

What could be more fun than puddle jumping on a warm, rainy afternoon?

Virginia wanted me to share with you a few of her tips for maximizing the fun.

Step 1: Know your mission. Dress for success.


Step 2: Sing a little song. This one is called "I Love Worms All Day" (copyright is pending).


Step 3: Have the right equipment. Know where to look for the best puddles (the neighbor's driveway is highly recommended).


Step 4: Enjoy...


...at least until your shorts get wet.