Unicorn With No Horn

“Do you want to see the new way I invented to get on a swing?” My Six Year Old Asked, “First you back way up and then you imagine you’re a unicorn with no horn and then you run and jump on the swing.”

“Wouldn’t a unicorn with no horn just be a horse?” I asked her.

“No Daddy,” she said with exasperation.  “I mean a unicorn whose horn blew off in the wind.  You have to imagine you’re a unicorn that lost its horn and you have to run faster than the wind to get it back.”

“Does imagining that help you run faster?” I asked

“Oh yeah!” she exclaimed.

Preemptive Band-Aid

“Daddy, I got a paper cut.” My Six Year Old informed me.

“I’m sorry,” I said, “let me see it.  Is it bleeding?”

“Well,” she replied, “it isn’t bleeding right now, but I think it is going to start bleeding soon.  Daddy, can I please have a preemptive band-aid before it starts bleeding?”

More Of A Wake Up Song

“Would you like me to sing to you?” I asked My Six Year Old as I tucked her into bed.

“Sure!” she said with excitement, “how about Peter and the Wolf?  You’re going to need a french horn, a violin, an oboe, a bassoon, a clarinet, and then you do the timpani drum, add some sound effects, and a story teller.  I guess you could have a story teller robot if you want.”

“Sweetie,” I said, “I am not going to do a performance of Peter and the Wolf.”

“Oh yeah,” she replied, “I guess that’s more of a wake up song.”