You must know that we have to start in with our own stories now, right?
My 2 year old (at the time) was in the car waiting for me to say goodbye to my friends. We were all standing near the car and Steve reaches in to grab my portable drill with drill bit IN the drill. It was safely in a locked toolbox, just so you know. He fools with it pretending to drill his own eye with it, laughing at how funny it would be if Zachary did the same. Har. I said not to do that cause he'll actually do it, kids are funny that way. So, Steve sets it down and lightening quick Zachary grabs it, turns it on and points it to his eyes. Funny how we old folk can move quckly too.
Dr. Biggles |
March 20, 2008 2:39 PM
Biggles, the other stories I remember about Olivier (though there were many, many others) were:
- the time he opened the neighbor's aviary and set his 50+ prize parakeets free
- the time his parents turned away for two minutes at the menagerie in Paris and looked back to find him sitting in the pen on the back of a 150 year old turtle
For myself, no power tools stories yet, but it's early days! I can prove my Bad Parenting Skills though with one story: left the 8 month old baby in a 1960's high chair (no restraints) while I made dinner. From the living room, I heard his two year old brother call BEEBEE! BEEBEE! "Mmh...what about the baby?" I answered. BEEBEE DOWN BEEBEE DOWN! And I ran back to find the baby's nose disappearing under the tray...OOPS!
(P.S., I directed my brother to your site, Dr. B., for advice on smoking bits of that pig!)
Meg in Paris |
March 21, 2008 4:53 AM
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