Tiny Voice Pillow Softball
After work Kurt’s job is to entertain the child while I fix dinner. If she’s too rowdy to sit on his lap and watch the news they start roughhousing and he’ll swing her by the arms and toss her on the couch…repeatedly. If I happen to be upstairs at the time, Kurt arrives from work it becomes our bed instead of the couch.
Instead of swinging her by the arms it more of a pillow softball game, Sophia will stand up on the bed giggling uncontrollably and Kurt will swing a pillow at her. He doesn’t swing nor hit her with enough force to actually knock her down, but she purposely falls upon impact. This game could go on forever.
Last week Kurt and Sophia played this game. On one occasion after knocking the toddler down, Kurt put the pillow down at the head of the bed. Sophia got up from her fall, saw that Kurt didn’t have his ammo, retrieved a pillow, and handed it to him to continue the game. Kurt laughed and obligingly hit her with the pillow, then set it down to come tell me about it.
As Kurt tells me the story we hear the most pathetic little cry, “daddy”. She sounded like she was either in tears or near tears. Kurt ran up the stairs to see her leaning off the edge of the bed, holding a pillow.
February 2nd, 2010 at 2:09 pm
Awwwww! That was so sweet. She loves her daddy
Hey, do I have a story for you! Come to my blog and read “Chloe’s Heart” and then tease Hen on Facebook, LOL
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February 4th, 2010 at 8:59 pm
Oh my gosh, that is adorable! Sooo cute!
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February 5th, 2010 at 12:55 am
altho kurt tends to play “rough” kids can’t get enough of it!! i remember alot of rough play between uncle kurty and nikka. i was worried but when it was done she always put her arms up and yelled kurty!!! she got mad when he got tired of the game first. lol
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Claudia Reply:
February 5th, 2010 at 8:12 am
He seems to like to encourage “tom-boys”.
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Kurt (aka Daddy) Reply:
February 5th, 2010 at 11:39 pm
That’s because I don’t want Sophia’s idea of playing with Daddy to be painting my toenails and putting makeup on me.
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February 16th, 2010 at 11:54 pm
I adore that you call her “the toddler.” That’s great.
I too am married to an engineer. Also an epitome of the word. And I couldn’t be further from one. Funny how that works out so well, yes?
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