'X' Marks the Spot

Most nights I beat Casey home from work by about 30 minutes; tonight however, HE was here first. When I got home, I found this"sketch" lying on the desk. I couldn't get a perfect shot of it but I was quickly informed by Macy that she'd just completed a treasure hunt. Ohhhh, it made perfect sense! This was her treasure map that Casey drew. Duh, how could I have not known?!? Dad got a chuckle out of it and was sure to make it known to me that he made the treasure a package of fruit snacks because he didn't want her to think she could pull a fast one on him by "asking" to play treasure hunt every time she wanted some dinero or candy. Nonetheless, I thought Dad had a great creative venture with our little princess. Oh yeah, AND he'd already helped her do her homework! Score!! (for me)

Our night soon took shape as most other work/school nights do ... dinner, bath, teeth, books, bed. I asked Macy to select a couple books, which she obliged. I instructed her to begin reading and advised I'd be with her momentarily only to find this when I entered her room ... the kid reading "Chicken Butt" sporting a faaaab-you-lous disguise!

I Double Dog Dare You!

Often times when I'm supervising Macy's bath, I get all the great stories everyone else in our family misses out on. I mean some have the idea that hurrying through the bath is a great idea but I kinda' like the time because all I do is talk with my daughter & get a chance to CR-ACK up!

Macy Walker's had a lil bit of a cold the last few days, you know the typical runny nose and such. She covered her nose as she sneezed only to come out with a handful of clear snot .. I know, gross! I told her to stick her hand in the water to get it off. What do you think happened next? She stuck her hand up to my face & said, "Ya' wanna' bite of this?" and then she laughed hysterically! Really? Did she REALLY just ask me if I wanted to taste her snot?!? All I could do was say that's disgusting while the laughter rolled out of me.

She quickly said, "Nah, I'm just kidding" and slowly put her hand down toward the water. I of course still laughing began antagonizing/teasing her saying "No, c'mon .. YOU eat it." She repeated the previous behavior followed by words of just kiddin' and then suddenly .... she stuck that little postage stamp tongue out & licked a teeny tiny bit of the snot only to hear me go "MACY WALKER!! THAT IS DISGUSTING!" and then die laughing. She roared with laughter & goes, "Welp, you dared me!"

Ahhh, this kid is a trip. She's JUST like me. I don't eat snot but I've done a lot of things in my life on a mere dare.

Dear Jesus, please help me!

Dad Rocks Poem

Macy has recently been in the habit of writing. She has a spiral notebook that she doodles in, tries to form sentences in, draws pictures in, practices her handwriting in, really, whatever she feels like doing in it.

Last night, she sat up at our bar area near the kitchen & began writing. She was very much in concentration mode & I wish I could've snapped a shot but I didn't know at the time what she was writing. Turns out folk, she wrote a poem about her her Mom & Dad .... aaaaaawwwwe.

And it goes a little somethin' like this:

DAD ROKzS POEM

Macy Loves HeR mom and dad

I Like to play weth theam

mom and dad Love Macy

Cuz thay Be Nice To Me.

Beecuz thay Love me.

The Agony of Defeat

Sometimes, scratch that. Often, in the Walker Household we play. We play board games, we play tag, we play catch, we play school ... you get the picture. Tonight folks, we played Simon Says. Casey was Simon while Macy & I followed Simon's directions carefully. Our favorite command he barked was "Simon says dance!" That's us "dancing" over there to the left.

But there's one little nugget about Macy Walker I haven't shared yet ... she's c-o-m-p-e-t-i-t-i-v-e to the Nth degree. She didn't listen as closely to Simon as I did and took one too many laps round the couch. You can see here ladies & gents, this is the fall out of her defeat!

Say Wha?!?

By the time Friday nights roll around both of the parental units in our household are zapped. What that usually means is we go somewhere to eat, come home, chill for a minute and crash. Most restaurants are packed on Friday nights which forces the party planner (A.K.A. Alicia Renee Walker) to bring an "activity" for the lil'un to do while we wait ... and wait .... and wait. Tonight's activity de'jour was a spiral notebook, two coloring books, crayons, markers and three books.

Fortunately, we only had to wait about 20 minutes until our little buzzer went off indicating our table was ready. Just when we waded through the sea of patrons to get to the hostess stand they say Ohhh, we're sorry ... we forgot you said you'd like to sit near the bar area so you can see the TV. Fine by the Walkers' cause we brought plenty o' goods to keep the girl entertained. Shortly thereafter, the real deal Holyfield table was ready & boy was that talkative child o' mine thirsty. Hmph, wonder why?? Maybe it's cause she never shuts her friggin' mouth! Macy Renee ordered up a BIG glass of sweet tea .. no little cups for her, no sir'ree Bob.

Macy decided she'd like to watch the football game that was on at the adjacent TV. She said she was going for the 'black team', which was Louisville. I mean c'mon, every girl knows its about the fashion here, their uniforms were black so they MUST be called the 'black team'.

This football watchin', fast talkin' little cutie pie of mine must've had half that BIG glass of sweet tea consumed when lo & behold it's bottoms up for her! She's down to the laaaast little drop of tea, cup tipped up and then slammed back down like any good beer drinkin' son of a gun, when I hear "Oh ssssss ...." I'm passively listening you see, trying to guage whether or not this precious, innocent angel will say you know--"the" S word. Much to my surprise it turned into "Oh sssssNAP!!", "I just spilled this all over my shirt!"

Whew, saved with the n-a-p. ;)