No Yelling

"Dad, did you ever yell at me when I was a baby?"
"Do you remember me yelling at you when you were a baby?"
"No."
"Then, no."

No need to ruin my rep.

The Not-So-Big Moments

We were up this morning, sitting on Olivia's bed, and talking about all the big moments and fun things we did in 2013. I asked her, "Of all the things we did this year, what will you remember the most?"
She answered,"When we were riding in the minivan for the first time."
"Minivan?"
"Yeah. To Hershey Park"
Apparently, the most memorable moment of 2013 for Olivia was when we took a 4-minute shuttle ride from the hotel to Hershey Park.... in a minivan.

Lol. Why do we try so hard?

The F Word

"Daddy, I know a 'F' word."
"Say what?"
"I know a 'F' word."
"What 'F' word do you know?"
"Fortune cookies!"

Relieved. For now.

FLASHBACK

FLASHBACK from this date in 2011:

"Daddy, can I have a ice pop?"
"Yeah, give me a minute."
"Daddy. Daddy. Daddy, can I have my ice pop, please?"
"Hang on."
"Daddy, look at my hands."
"What's wrong?"
"No ice pop."

Priorities.

"Liv, Liv... why do you keep bothering me? I'm trying to finish your homework."

Forfeit

So, we were playing 'ballon volleyball' in the living room. First one to 30 wins. After my 10-5 lead, Olivia started cheating. So I decided I didn't want to play anymore.
It wasn't until after she went to bed that I found her score sheet. Not only did she give herself 30 points (with a star next to it), but she scratched my name off completely.  I laughed and thought, "that's something her uncle Chris would have done when he was a little kid."

Self Taught

"Daddy, how do I write 'YOU ARE WRONG!'."
"Why do you want to write that?"
"Mommy. She made me mad."
"Don't write that to mommy, Liv"
"I'll figure it out......myself."