Vandalism
Dark Bambi eyes, cute button nose, contagious smile, dainty frame, proud little pout. She is my princess, my little princess, her father's joy. She dances, she sings, runs to me when I get home. 'Diddy' she calls me and asks after me when I'm gone.
Determined she is, a little busybody. She rushes here, there, everywhere. I watch her as she potters about. Careful little steps, pouting as she goes, carrying a little handbag - mimicking her mummy - a little lady and she makes me proud...
She walks across the room to the table. Careful steps, short little baby steps, then looks round at me and grins. My soul melts. Out of her handbag she pulls a star, a chunky metal behemoth of a star. Clasped in her little fist she raises it to the sky, glances across at me, watch this Daddy, and smashes the damn thing down on a chair.
That's right, my precious little daughter is a vandal.
Vandalism
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Oh, just wait until she's older Mo. Vandalism will likely be the least of your worries. Take this from a former vandal.
My oldest has dark bambi eyes. She didn't vandalize, but she still got away with everything she did. Despite being totally spoiled out of her mind, she ended up the oldest of four (which is like the opposite of spoiled) and at nine is a pretty kick ass kid.
Olivia on the other hand (probably because I was too busy spoiling Rose) spent most of the first three years of her life ruining my stuff. She'd find scissors and cut up afghans I was working on, she'd draw on everything (most often herself) and she'd crumble up piles of crackers and leave them for people to step on. Hopefully it doesn't get like that for you.
Sounds like you've got a good one. She's got spirit.
Ah yes, how they can melt our hearts and yet still be little savages. I'll never forget watching Miss D. hurl her beloved teddy down the staircase. Repeatedly.
dont you just love it when they look right at you to make sure they have your attention, right before they do something like that. lol. makes you wonder...
this is such a wonderful visual tale, I refuse to cheapen it with any wisecracks about beautiful evil children who are minions of the anti-christ
She sounds like my daughter! And she sounds very sweet.
Oh effing hilarious. Children, the evil is still so pure.
Haha what a way to start off eh. :) Happy families, I'm sure you'll bring her up fine
Oh I love it! And of course with those dark Bambi eyes, cute button nose, contagious smile, dainty frame, proud little pout - you can't be mad at her for being a vandal. ;)
One of my kid's friends threw a half-brick at my then brand-new XK8 once. That was a happy moment, I can tell you
Awww, how cute... Wait a minute! See, kids are tricky. They lure you into this false feeling of warm & fuzzy. Then they destroy your stuff, steal your money, and ruin your good name.
Don't be fooled by the bambi eyes or the waddling. It's all part of the master plan.
awesome.
Not quite as cute when they come in with the keys to your brand new BMW X5 and flutter their lashes while telling you about the Jag they just rear-ended.
Ground her now, it will save time later.
Ah, that post just brought a tear to my eye.
Jimmy Bastard, I have a story about my Darling Daughter along those lines that would make your blood run cold.
A little act of vandalism is good for the soul.
Not that I'd know.
Seriously, I've never wrecked anything just for the sheery joy of it. In fact, I wouldn't know a thing about it.
Be quiet.
Hmmm... I killed my first barbie doll the second I got it! Decapitation. Is that vandalism too? :P
Beautifully weighted. Just as it was in danger of becoming a little too Canderel you pulled the vandal out of the bag and saved the day.
We've been stockpiling items on the front porch that Babyzilla is no longer allowed to play with, until she learns not to throw them. I can relate, hang in there.
Cute though, aren't they?
Just be glad it was a wooden chair and not a glass-topped coffee table!
Did you tell her how proud you are of her amazing strength?
Is she a ninja? With throwing stars and all...
haha, that is too funny...love the "watch this daddy" it brings back memories.
If it follows close to the form I've witnessed over the past five years, soon enough it will be "I don't know how it broke".
Also...she calls you "Diddy"? I didn't know your daughter was from the South.
Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes! But she's Daddy's little vandal.
That's so sweet. She takes after you!!! Just wait until she learns to pull a shank out of her purse..watch this diddy!
Lucky it wasn't a glass bauble..... oh well, time for that later ;)
She should get together with my Kara. They would make a great team. Or not.
But if she is cute in the process, it doesn't really count. Right?
P.S. Love the new look around here.
Jeez Mo, I didn't know you were P Diddy? Word up Bro.
Are you sure she is a Vandal, and not a Hun? Or a Visigoth?
She's a feisty young lady.
Maybe she's looking to impress the neighborhood youth like the ones that spraypainted all our garage doors on Friday.
Nice! Just wait until she shows you what Barbie and Ken can do (or try to do!). ;->
I'm just impressed she can find things in her purse. I can never find what I'm looking for in mine.
How many of her dolls have lost their limbs so far? Or had their hair cut off? This post brings back a lot of memories .....
in the old days they called that rebellious. Same thing I guess but either way, that was/is me so tell her I'm giving her a thumbs up
If you're Diddy now, will you be Puffy at some stage or are you planning to bypass that and go straight to Sean?
Bwahaha. I love how she looks at it then smashes it on the ground. I was sitting there waiting for her to say something like, "You're my star daddy." Nope. Not this one.
Mo, brilliant post, completely unexpected. Hope you manage to reign her in
This is beyond sweet. Yes, even the clanking vandal ending. Your pride and love is palpable in your words, Diddy.
A little one with verve...I love it. And calling you Diddy...obtaining street cred already.
Sounds like a child one ca only wish for. Be proud!
Toddlers are the people we would be if not trained and socialized. In other words, I'd like to smash a pretty thing now and then just for the fun of it.
Aaaawwwww...lol. I would feel sorry for you but this is just too darn cute! Daughters have a way of melting their fathers hearts.
Oh my goodness. Fasten your seatbelt, you're in for a bumpy ride.
Hmmm. She and 5 year old me have a lot in common.
That made me completely crack up! I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it!
Nothing melts your heart like the shine in your child's eyes. A mischief maker I suspect. An angle. Lucky diddy!
Ooops! Make that an ANGEL... not an angle! Sheesh.
HAHA! I was not expecting that after the loving tribute!
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