Running With Scissors

Running With Scissors
by Juli of Sew Weird Designs

http://www.sewweird.com

This has been an
interesting week, to say the least. We are in Cleveland, Ohio while
Tony is attending union seminars. We were supposed to stay at a hotel
right downtown but they were over booked and put us in a Holiday Inn
Express near the airport, instead. Normally this wouldn't be a big deal,
but Tony had to take the car everyday to get to the other hotel, so
I am stuck with these two kids and nothing nearby. We are making the
best of it, though, and now we know every hotel employee by their first
names.

I hope you all have
had a wonderful fathers day. I would like to share one of my favorite
"dad" stories. I think its a good example of what "dads"
are made of.

It was an average
Sunday morning. I was reading the newspaper and Tony was watching TV.
Blayne was still just a toddler at this time and was playing with a
little porcelain tea set her great grandmother had given her. She was
setting up her little tea party, disappearing out of sight around the
corner then coming back with filled tea cups. She handed me a tea cup
which I promptly dumped into an empty coffee cup I had next to me. Tony,
on the other, downed the cupful of "tea" in a single gulp,
and praised Blayne for her delicious tea. This continued for 5 or 6
cup-fulls until I could no longer hold in my amusement and gave out
a chuckle.

Tony looked at me and asked what I found so amusing. I happily reminded
him that Blayne wasn't tall enough to reach the bathroom sink. His face
immediately turned a pale green as he sheepishly asked Blayne where
she had got the tea. "In the toilet", she replied, with the
inosence of a angel.

I was now in a full-blown,
roaring, belly laugh. Tony was furious that I had not warned him.

Warn him...and miss
out on so much fun? I think not!

Dads are so special
they will gladly drink the "tea" of a toddler.