News that I missed, courtesy of The Babylon Bee:
BOULDER, CO — Sources closest to 40-year-old Jay Brennan reported that the local dad was physically unable to drive by cows without saying, “Hey, kids, look — cows.”
According to Brennan’s wife, Gabriella, the condition started on the drive back home from the hospital with their firstborn.
“He’s been doing this… pretty much since he became a father,” Gabriella said. “Any time we’re in the car, there’s just a constant stream of running commentary on everything we pass. It’s like he never grew up from reading ‘My First 1000 Words.’ I think he even does it when he’s alone in the car.”
Brennan said he was only doing what comes naturally.
“The kids need to know when there are cows,” Brennan said. “I can’t even help it. It’s just a reaction. How else will the kids have their attention drawn to the cows if I don’t point them out? I tried once to contain it, but it was no use. I just blurted it out. I don’t know why, but… I just had to.”
In a similar incident that occurred recently, Brennan noticed a passing flock of Canadian geese flying in a V-shaped formation. He reportedly fidgeted for a moment before turning to his children. “Hey, look over there, guys — geese,” Brennan said, with witnesses saying he seemed like a great weight had been instantly lifted off of him. “They’re migrating. They fly like that because it makes them more aerodynamic.”
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Me: Stop me if I’ve told you this before.
Kids: Dad you’ve told that story dozens of time!
Me: Well, I guess one more time won’t hurt.
… Also can’t drive past bales of hay without saying “Hey!!”
Or, if it’s Christmas time … “Hay bales rinnnng, are you lisnin’?”
Having moved to rural America, I am mostly cured of this. Too much Angus and Angus Chow around for that.
I am, however, constantly disappointed that the “new” story I am about to tell has somehow been told countless times before.
My kids personal unfavorite Dadism is Chesterton’s Fence. Always elicits a “yeah, we know…”
This headline hit close to home.
I suppose you’ve heard this:
“Are we there yet ? ”
Yeah, me too.
“Are we there yet?’ reminds of a Larson cartoon. The father Lemming tells his kids in the back seats, “One more word from you, so help me, I will drive this car over the cliff!”. If you don’t get the joke then you are too young to have watched Disney’s Nature shows.
Our Down Syndrome son calls a field of cows, “Burgers on the hoof”. Cracks me up every time.
Bright boy!