On Sunday, our home teachers came over to give us a Christmas message. Brother Barnes, who we truly love, read the girls How the Grinch Stole Christmas. He was amazing...he had an arsenal of voices that he used for the characters, snag his own background music, and read Dr. Seuss like a champ. Really, he could get a side job reading at the library or something. Needless to say, Grace loved it.
Later that evening, Grace was still excited about it. Instead of asking dad to read her a book, she asked Eric to help her find the Grinch movie. Pretending to be offended, Eric jokingly says to me, "Thanks for making me feel like a crappy dad, Bro. Barnes ." Grace, who hears everything, replies from the other room, "You are NOT a crappy dad." Nice!
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The kids will definitely keep you on your toes. We have to be very careful about what Kylie hears. Eric you definitely are not a crappy Dad!
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