Sunday, September 12, 2010

What I Don't Know...

Sundays are my day to sleep in.

Every Sunday Ryan gets up early to watch "Sunday Morning," like the rest of the elderly. He gets Meg out her her crib, and gives her a bottle during the first part of the show. Then, as it goes on, he makes her a little snack to tide her over until I get up and we go to breakfast. He tells me that snack is normally a banana and some toast, or maybe leftovers from the night before.

That's what he tells me.

This morning, I was in bed, kind of half awake, listening to Ryan and Meg go through their morning routine. I heard them talking about the dog, and playing ticklebugs, and then I heard Ryan get up, go to the kitchen, get something out of the fridge, and walk back to the living room. Then, I heard Meg's little voice, loud and clear, say "ice cream, Daddy, ice cream."

When I awoke I figured that Meg must have been asking for ice cream, but not getting it, or that I had simply dreamed the whole thing. Still, I had to ask.
"Did you and Meg have ice cream this morning?"
Nothing. Ryan looked at Meg. She smiled.
"Why would you say that?" Ryan asked.
"Oh, I just thought I heard Meg say 'ice cream, Daddy, ice cream'."
Meg smiled bigger. Ryan turned to her.
"Are you ratting me out?" She burst into giggles. Ryan turned back to me.
"It was actually frozen yogurt, so it's healthy."
I wish I could argue with that logic. Really though, yogurt is yogurt, in all it's forms. Oh, and it means I can count the lime juice in my gin as a serving of fruit. Most importantly though, it's something my husband and our daughter share, one morning a week, while Mom sleeps in. That's what the best memories in life are made of. Who am I to stand in the way of that?

16 comments:

Midwestern Mama Holly said...

Someone already has Daddy wrapped around her little finger!

lifeisacrapshoot said...

So cute!

Riot Kitty said...

I'm the same kind of sucker with my little bro. Can't help it!

LL Cool Joe said...

It's those little secret treats that make parent to child moments special. They are the kind of things that kids remember when they grew up.

Dual Mom said...

You're absolutely right. Whether it's frozen yoghurt or chocolate covered raisins....it's the sense of something only the two of them share that's important.

Me, You, or Ellie said...

Well, all that, plus, it's ice cream.

Ellie

BugginWord said...

See, I know I'm sick when the thought of ice cream makes me nauseous.

Kelly said...

My husband always likes to sing this old bit from some Bill Cosby routine..."Dad is great. He gives us chocolate cake." It goes on and on, he and Mea think it's hilarious.

Summer said...

That. Is hilarious. Now that she's talking, expect more ratting out. When my kids are with my dad, he lets them eat waffles for all three meals. Oh, and endless ice cream.

Erin said...

Love it. :-)
Re: Kelly's comment, I'd heard a father singing this to his son in the grocery store one time but didn't know it was a Bill Cosby bit. Here's the link if you're interested!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sRmN4KnfPxQ

justmakingourway said...

I totally thought of the Bill Cosby "chocolate cake" bit too. I've always loved that. I also love having cake for breakfast. Maybe I should add frozen yogurt?

Kelley said...

Exactly!! Frozen yogurt is perfect for breakfast, especially between a daddy and his princess! That is such a sweet story. :)

Jules said...

Yes! Ryan and I are of the same mind!!!

FabuLeslie said...

Um, that whole situation you got going on over there? Genius. And beautiful. And I'm kinda jealous.

Kim said...

I would let my husband take the kids to a strip club if it meant sleeping in late.

mylittlebecky said...

i *love* this. and now i want some frozen yogurt.