When I came home from work and opened the door, my daughter excitedly ran up to me yelling, "Daddy!" Trailing behind her was a little boy my wife was watching. He too ran up and excitedly yelled. But before he could reach me, my daughter quickly turned around to face him, spread her arms out to prevent him from reaching me, and yelled, "No! My Daddy!" I love it when my little girl gets protective of her daddy.
Soon thereafter, I began feeding our baby girl her dinner. She likes to close her mouth right as I'm about to put the spoon in it. I'm sure she's hungry, so she must just like to tease me. To persuade her to open her mouth, I had to speak jibberish or make up funny new words to tunes like "Jingle Bells." After several minutes of this, my wife commented that she thought the picture of a lawyer convincing his daughter with baby talk was a funny sight. I wouldn't say "funny." I would say it was just "creative lawyering."
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