Five Small Words That Make My Heart Skip A Beat

So, the General and I were sitting at the kitchen table, working on math, when we heard Captain Chaos call out, “Hey, look at me, boys!” This phrase scares the hell out of me. It isn’t the first time she’s used it, and I always pray that she will stop saying it by the time she reaches age 14. Both the General and I looked up from our work and saw the girl standing in the doorway between the kitchen and the living room. The rest is hard to describe. She was wearing her shirt and one great big proud smile. From the waist down she was wearing a pair of her mother’s underwear. “Wearing” is not quite the right word. She was standing in a pair of her mother’s underwear, pulling the waistband up around her chin. She probably could have pulled them over her head if she wanted to. This is not a cheap shot on my wife, either. My wife could be a size one and the peanut who is my daughter would still swim in her clothes. Some kids try to walk around in their parent’s shoes. My daughter? Well, she goes right for the drawers.