It’s pretty common knowledge, at least around these parts, that Vivienne has her dad and myself wrapped around her little finger.
But a succession of events this afternoon is proof positive that Vivienne has her daddy ridiculously wrapped around her little finger.
Chris came into the kitchen to find Vivi perched precariously on a chair, reaching for some deliciousness on the third shelf of the pantry. Third shelf = not accessible to small children = off limits. And he told her to get down. That it was dangerous. And that it wasn’t snack time.
Vivienne, in her usual fashion, took it to heart. And the tears started to roll. And the lip started to pout… and quiver.
From my office I could hear the events unfolding and I asked Chris why Vivienne was crying. He answered and then he called her to him, to scoop her up and love on her.
But then.
I could tell without even looking… it was too quiet. And it had gone from sweet to sickening. Chris was standing in front of the opened refrigerator with Vivienne in his arms. Pointing.
She was working him over in a mighty big way.
So I called him out on it.
“Babe. Don’t spoil her. When she cries like that, you can’t reward her by giving her what she wanted in the first place.”
“I’m not spoiling her. I’m just asking her if she wants anything.”
Goodness gracious.
TOO adorable for words!!!
Love it! Daddy's gotta spoil those baby girls just once in a while…..after all, how else are they gonna learn to find a husband who will do the exact.same.thing. 😉
Oh… that is the sweetest thing EVER. There is something about a daddy and his baby girl…
I JUST had this conversation with my husband!
🙂
-Nicole
Love it! Em was 27 months old when she came home and couldn't really express what she wanted or needed. I remember many a trips to the fridge. Her IA ped said she'd figure out the food would be there and show me what she wanted. Half the time it was just the mystery of the unknownl kind of like your 3rd shelf. Curious minds want to know what yummies are hidden up there?
So sweet!
heehee This made me smile big. 🙂
a big AWE!!!
….and it begins…..
One day she'll marry someone JUST like her daddy, and he better spoil her then too!
awww…daddies & their girls…what can I say??? CUTE!!!!
"daddy ridiculously wrapped around her little finger"
This totally reminds me of when Isabella was about three…THREE years old. We had decided to go to Bob Evans and as soon as my husband gets in the parking spot and turns the car off, Isabella says to him, "But daddy, I don't want to go to THIS Bob Evans". He put the keys back in the ignition, starts the car, and says "Which one do you want to to to baby". After a series of questions he figures out that she wants to go to one that is about 20 miles away from where we were. …..and we went.
As it should be between a Daddy and his daughter!
Too Cute!
Love & Blessings from Hong Kong,
Kim
Ya… we have it going on at our house too! I feel like the coach, the discipline coach that is…
We have weekly reminders around here! He forgets so often but I live with these lil' critters every day!
I do love how much they love their Daddy and his kind spirit… usually!
Well, as cute as she is it would be nearly impossible to not spoil her at least a little bit!! My husband's a big pushover when it comes to his baby girl, too.
Gin =)
hahaha too cute!!!