Doing It Wrong archive
Date : April 2011 (3)
I used to sing a song to Emily when giving her a bath. It was a simple song with almost no tune but it made her laugh.
Scrub, scrub, scrub
Scrub the baby.
Scrub, scrub, scrub
Scrub the baby.
Scrub, scrub, scrub
Scrub the baby.
And make… a clean baby.
I don’t expect I’ll be getting a Grammy any time soon but it’s one of those silly things you do as a parent.

It was a nice but windy day so after I finished my allotted time working in the yard we went by Toys R’ Us, picked up a kite and spent a few hours down in Gully Park trying to keep it up in the air. Unfortunately it was a little too gusty and the kite a little too lightweight to stay up for long periods without divebombing into the ground. Still, it was fun and I got to answer her stream of decidedly odd questions about things like “why people who want eternal life really want eternal youth” and then trying to explain to her why I wouldn’t want either.
The you can’t see in the the pictures but the kite was a Star Wars: The Clone Wars kite with Yoda on it. Emily chose it because she knows how much I like the little Jedi Master.
She doesn’t quite get why I like Yoda more than the Sith since my wardrobe clearly marks me as one of the Dark Lords.
When Emily was a baby and an early toddler I would hold her in my hands and kick her legs while I sang the tune usually associated with the can-can dance. She used to giggle like her head was about to fall off.
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