Tuesday, November 30, 2010

We're All Very Thoughtful

The wind was cold, but the sun was warm.  Two squealy girls played outside while one wish-fulfilling daddy scooted around the roof, attaching twinkling lights to our eaves.  (Because eaves sounds nicer than gutters.) 


But it was close to dinner time at my mom's house, time for us to be leaving (because I absolutely mooch dinner from my mom every weekend), so I got ready to pack the squealy girls into the car.  Justin would meet us when his work was done.  (Because he's the Cinderella in this story.)


I poked my head outside, shivering from the wind, and thought for a minute.

"Hey, babe?" I wondered towards the rooftop.  "Do you have your cell phone in a pocket up there?"

"No. Why?" 

"Well," I mused, "It just occurred to me that if you fall off the roof, and I'm not here, you might need your cell phone to call for help."


This got chuckles from on high -- like he would really fall off the roof?  Ha!  "Honey," he drawled, "If I fall off the roof, I doubt I'll be in any position to make a phone call."

Squinting at his logic, I shrugged.  "Okay, you're right.  We'll see you later, okay?"

Then, from below, bellowed for the benefit of our entire neighborhood's listening pleasure: "Daddy!  Don't fall off the roof, okay?!"


And off we drove.  (Because we know daddy is no Cinderella, really: he's Superman.)

4 comments:

  1. How sweet is that? Love it...
    And your girls are getting so big!
    Best,
    Tina

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  2. Ha! That sounds like something my hubby would say!

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  3. Love it. It is one of those priceless moments!

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