In my first post here on Blogger, I should probably explain what I'm doing here, what I'm blogging about and why... but I won't. I don't honestly expect anyone to read this blog--it's little more than an online journal. So I'll lay down my one rule: I write what I want, and if you don't like it, don't read it. :) Really, I am a nice person. On to the topic at hand: Silliness.
My daughter, KR, is almost four years old. I wrote a blog about silliness some time ago (which I may end up adding to this blog), so I won't try to rewrite what I wrote before.
Some days, KR is absolutely nutty just trying to get a laugh out of me. When she succeeds, she'll repeat the behavior over and over until I can't laugh anymore. When I laugh at her, it's because she's done something really silly. One day she stepped into a tote bag, grabbed the handles, and started across the living room in her new mode of transportation a la potato sack race. It was hysterical!
Whenever she does something silly now, she will deny it with every fiber of her being. She insists, "No, my daddy is silly!" I have to laugh... of course he is--where does she think she gets it?
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