Not Bad, Not Bad At All!

Daddy Darling came home from work early on Friday to get a head start on the yard. It’s amazing how fast the grass and weeds grow at this time of year. Of course, when Daddy D is at home, DD is never far from his side. So, when it was time to put gas in the mower, DD walked up to Daddy D and I heard her say, “Here Dad, let me give you a hand with that. Looks like you might need a little more practice.” (ha!) Once he had started the mower, she looked at me and said, “Not bad, not bad at all!” (She’s a hoot!)

After Daddy Darling finished mowing the entire yard with a push-mower, he sat down in his recliner and fell asleep. DD just can’t stand for someone to be asleep, so she kept going over and getting really close to him. When I told her not to wake him she said, “Why not? I can keep him under control. He’s my daddy and I can keep him under control.” Do you think this could be interpreted as, “Don't worry. I’ve got him wrapped around my little finger?”