The Scarecrow

Hi there,

Yes this past weekend my little one made a scarecrow.
She went to the garden with mum, Ms. Frugal Down Under and when she came back, she ran toward me full of joy to tell me everything about it, and the conversation went like this:
"Dad we made a scarecrow!"
"A real one?"
"Yes a real one!"
"One that scare the birds?"
"No dad! We made a nice one..."

Well I had to go and see this nice scarecrow for myself, and I did that during my lunch break today.
And I may say, that yes she do look like a nice one.
Here she is:

Made by Dolly and Mum.

So now I do know that my little one wanted a nice and kind scarecrow who would not be mean to the birds... Yes it kinds of defeat the very purpose of a scarecrow...

But hey, it could be worse.

Have a good day,

Me

Hatching the eggs.

Hi there,

So last evening, Dolly, Ms. Frugal and me were making a birthday cake.
The mix was in the bowl and the eggs were on the table.
Ms. Frugal said to the little one: "Now it is time to put the eggs in the mix."
To what Dolly replied full of enthusiasm: " I will hatch them, I know how to hatch them I have learned how to do it!"
After a good laugh Ms. Frugal had to explain to our little one, that she was not going to hatch the eggs, but was going to crack them open... Little girls do not hatch eggs...

Latter on the kitchen had this nice scent of freshly baked hot chocolate cake all over the place...
This was a very tempting smell I have to say.
But from this cake I will have none, as it is to take to school...

But hey, it could be worse.
Have a good day,
Me.

The morning after.

Hi there,

So it was the Monday morning, after the Halloween weekend, and I took my little one to the corner shop. To buy some milk for the rice bubble.

As we were waiting in the queue to pay for the milk, my little one looked at the lady in front of us, dressed in a floral dress full of colours, and asked her with a big smile: "Did you get this dress for Halloween?"

The lady was not too impressed, and mumbled something, paid for her shopping and left without a smile for any one...
The shop assistant gave us a big smile and asked my little one how she was doing today.

So even if I found it somewhat fun, I may have to try to teach her to be carful when asking questions to total strangers. Simply because some people don't understand that they should relax, and take what is coming from a nearly 4 years old with a grain of salt.

But hey, it could be worse.

Have a good day,

Me.

The Barbie truck...

Hi there,

So my little one really believe that the garbage truck is a Barbie truck...
Honest, I have absolutely not a clues as to where that comes from... ??? ...

But any time that the garbage truck comes down the road in the morning, to pick up our wastes, or when we see one in a street during the day. She becomes very exited and start screaming: "The Barbie truck! The Barbie truck! Look daddy the Barbie truck!"

And she then wave frantically to the guys in the truck.
Firemen, sometimes policemen are more used to this treatment, but garbage truck operators, or Garbo as they are called down here, are usually a bit surprise to see a little one waving to them with a big smile.
And often seem very happy and wave back. Some of them must think that my little one must have some family in the industry, or that here is a little girl who really appreciate their hard work.

And I am happy with that, if she gives them some happiness in their routine of taking everybody else trash, it is not a bad thing in itself.

The only thing that worry's me a tad, is that one day she might do it at school in front of her little friends or in front of someone who might then tell her off and say to her that this is not Barbie's truck, but the stinky rubbish truck.
And that would be a shattering news for her I am sure...

So what should I do as her daddy?
Tell her the truth, or let her live in a perfect world where Barbie often come down the road in her big blue truck? (I mean, not even pink?  ). 
I tell you what, it is not alway easy this parenting thing...

But hey, it could be worse.
Have a good day,
Me.