Tracking Daddy*

Evan: Where’s Daddy?

 

I walked into the family room to check out how far the boys were in watching The Mickey Mouse Club.  I had heard my husband’s footsteps on the stairs on the way to our room a few minutes before; while I (ok, I’ll admit it) checked my blog stats from the day before.  (Ok, it sometimes drives me crazy to see the hits and where they’re coming from.  Sometimes I’m elated over the amount of traffic; sometimes I’m deflated.  It really sends my self-esteem through a roller coaster.)  But I was curious about Evan’s problem solving skills.

 

Me: I don’t know.

 

Evan: (Getting up and coming to the stairs out of the sunken family room.  Pointing)  Look!  Daddy paw prints!

 

Me: Wow!  Look at that!

 

Evan: Come on, Mommy!  Let’s follow them!

 

We walked in a crouch checking the prints, leaving Sean at base camp to man the radio and supplies.  We stalked through the jungle, looking for the elusive Daddy, who had just turned on the shower.  We moved pass the dining room, down into the foyer, into the office.  Evan was so sure he’s father would be working on the computer.

 

Evan: No Daddy here!

 

Me: (Seeing the disappointed look.)  Come on, Evan.  We must have been following old tracks.  We need to find the fresh ones.

 

Evan: Ok!  Look, Mommy!  Fresh paw prints!  They go up the stairs!

 

We climbed the trail following the tracks up the hill, down the hall way, into the master bedroom.

 

Evan: (checking the bed) No Daddy here!

 

We return to following the tracks through the bathroom to the shower.  Evan pulled the shower door open.

 

Evan: Look!  Daddy!  I found you!  I followed your paw prints!

 

 

 

*The regularly planned post was usurped due to a very unexpected morning nap.  Please enjoy another amusing antidote.  18 month year olds.  Geeze.

 

 

 

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7 Responses to “Tracking Daddy*”

  1. C Says:

    LOL-that is funny, and I hear you on morning naps. I finally have mine trained to nap when the big girls do…I hated the split naps and no “me” time, hehe! I am going to install a blogstat counter on my blog, because I totally feel you on the stats and how they make us feel *wink*! I just need more info~C

  2. sarcasmisonemoreserviceioffer Says:

    Awww that’s cute. What did he say when you found him? :o)

    On a different note. Would you mind telling me how you get your blog stats? I’m a newbie around here and would love to find out how to do that.

    Thanks

  3. Lindsey Says:

    That is adorable!

  4. badmommymoments Says:

    I think I’ve lost more time tracking stats than writing blogs…sad, really.

  5. faemom Says:

    Thank you all.

    Sarcasm: My husband says what he always does “Hi Evansy!” and then he conviences Evan that Evan really doesn’t want a shower . . . fully clothed. As for the blog stats, I don’t much; wordpress has a “Dashboard” where you can get a quick over view and a blog stats link where you can get a detailed look at where people are coming in from. It’s hilarious to read what people are searching for.

    Yes, those blog stats are an addiction. At first, it’s yea! some one came to my site. Then it turns into only 20? only 50? only 267? We need a self help group.

  6. outside voice Says:

    Another adorable tale! Your house is full of cuteness. 🙂

  7. faemom Says:

    It’s also filled with toys, goldfish crumbs, and picture books 🙂


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