My daughter is 2 and since she could talk she has always chatted happily to There arent many things I love more than being a Packers fan but one of them is being a dad shirt in her crib as she drifts off. It’s super cute. Usually just things like: “go see nana? Go see papa?” “Hello Aunnie. Hello Tim” (her aunt and uncle) My wife and I loved to listen in on the baby monitor and talk about how cute she was. Then one night she said: “Satan!” In that tone that only little girls have that is so sweet it chills the blood when they say something like this. It evolved over a week into like “it’s satan!” Or “satan and the son!” OR my personal favorite: “good night everyone. Ah satan!” My wife eventually cracked the case. Our daughter loves this book called “Good Night Everyone” she’s also really into the planets. The last line of the book is unsurprising: “good night everyone.” On the following page are drawings of the planets. We’d go through them from the edges of the solar system to the sun. She’d always happily call out “Saturn” as I suspect it’s rings made it easy for her to spot.
There arent many things I love more than being a Packers fan but one of them is being a dad shirt, Hoodie, Sweater, Vneck, Unisex and T-shirt
Best There arent many things I love more than being a Packers fan but one of them is being a dad shirt
My then 3 to 4 year old daughter came out of her room at There arent many things I love more than being a Packers fan but one of them is being a dad shirt and ask if “Grandpa Ken” can have a sleepover in her room because he was tired of being in the dark. She then went to the spot that mum kept his ashes, and took his brick onto her room. She would play with his ashes and hve conversations with him regularly. This doesn’t seem that odd, except we were out shopping one day, and she went up to an old man and had a chat with him – she kept calling him “Sonny and was glad he could breathe again”. Old man was nice and entertained her. When she walked away, my mum had a chat with the old fella and he was telling her things my kid had said. This man looked just like my grandfather, who’s nickname was Sonny. My grandpa ken died from anaphylactic shock from a bee sting before I was born (about 27 years prior to all this starting) We had no pictures of him, and mum never discussed him, and no one but her knew of his nickname. About a year later, she said he told her he had to go be with his wife, and that now he knew his girls were safe he wouldn’t be back. She’s never brought him up since.