My wife and I have a daughter. She was a surprise package from God–coming along almost eight years after her brother. We call her “Bella,” because she’s beautiful.
Thing is, and those of you who’ve lived for any length of time, or who currently have, or have raised, kids–you know. You know that kids aren’t always beautiful. They can be messy, loud, obnoxious, disobedient, whatever. That’s human nature.
Well, our precious, precocious, gregarious, extroverted little sweetie is no different. She has her moments. And being the youngest in a family of four strong-willed people (“It’s a madhouse,” yelled Mr. Heston), there’s very little she won’t do for attention.
“Hey, sweetie, how are you?” I ask.
“Pick me up, daddy. I love you.”
“Ok… Eww! What’s that…? Did you…? Bella!”
“I tooted!” she proudly proclaims.
This has proven to be one of her favorite games.
Thus, I’ve duly concluded that my daughter is a stinker.
What are some jokes your kids play on you?