As far as dads go, I'm you know, alright. I'd say I spend a lot of time with my kids, but there are certain times or routines that I don't experience every day. I was in charge of getting Paige in the tub yesterday. That's where I learned that there are several things that Traci must tell her repeatedly.
Admidst her tub playing, I noticed some suspicious bubbles and Paige's huge grin. I looked at her and before I could even say anything she rehearsed the following:
We never, never, never do poops in the tub.
Only poops in the potty.
No poops in the tub.
Great advice.
I also learned the Traci's rules for Paige's tumbling class:
We always stay by my teacher.
We never, never, never, run away.
We never steal the ball.
Yeah, Paige is that kid in tumbling class that gets up and runs around while the class is supposed to be sitting and listening. She's also the one who, while doing the little running games, stops and looks at the wall and says to the teacher, "W-A-R-R-I-O-R. What's that spell?" She's probably more mathlete than athlete. She gets that from her mom. I'm a regular Tiger Woods.
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