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I also interviewed my cute lil’ fam, and this is what they had to say…
Chris
Carson
Campbell
Hope you noticed my capitalization and punctuation had the night off – quite liberating for the psycho English teacher in me…
Campbell’s teacher sent a note home today. I was not surprised. It was her most dreaded day of the school year – picture day! She thinks photogs are creepy, the whole thing is forced, and she is not participating in some concocted charade of gaiety just so I can lamely whip out pictures of my two girls with acquaintances and friends from long ago. She’s not having it! At three years-old, she is not verbal enough to articulate all of that sass, but I know her well enough to know that is exactly what she would say if she could. So, let me introduce you to my Campbell…
and here she is again…
and again…
She’s a bit like Wilson, the partially-revealed neighbor on Home Improvement.
Her PaPa had a great idea. I think I’m going to start a photo album for her school pictures. In place of the picture I will slide in the note from her teacher each year. This is Campbell in 3K; this is Campbell in 4K, etc… Because believe you me (Chris hates when I bust out ole’ timey verbage), the day will come when she reams me for the insufficient photographic documentation of her childhood. I’m preparing myself…
Just consider this post Exhibit 45 to be used in my defense…
The other day Campbell and I saw a tractor driving on the road. She was fascinated by that and wanted to know where it was going and what it was going to do when it arrived. I explained that it was probably going to a field to get the ground ready to grow some crops. “Crops?” she asked.
“Yes, crops are foods grown on a farm like corn and beans.”
“Crops?” she asked again.
“Yes, farmers grow crops.”
“Like for your feet?”
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And then it occured to me that she was saying Crocs. No wonder she kept asking…