Week 168 and Christmas

Reilly's 4th Christmas!

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Week 167 Pictures

Christmas is coming!

I like coasting too

As Reilly's father, I feel that I should be teaching her at nearly every moment, and it is thrilling when she quickly picks up a word or concept that I have offered. Even more interesting, though, is when Reilly figures something out entirely on her own.

For example, the other day I was walking alongside Reilly as she pedaled her trike from the playground back to our house. This is typically a tedious process, as Reilly delays her trike ride as long as she can to avoid the inevitable bath that is waiting for her at home.

As we rode along, inch by inch, Reilly suddenly pedaled up ahead and said, "Look, Daddy!" as she lifted her feet off the pedals and coasted down the sidewalk.

I told her that what she was doing was called "coasting."
She replied by saying, "I like coasting."

The next thing I know, she is zipping down the sidewalk, building up speed so that she could get a good long coast.

We were home in just a few minutes.

Week 166 Pictures

We went camping this week at the beach.

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Don't feed the alligators

I just remembered a dream that Reilly had over the break. She woke up with a cry, then shouted out:

"An alligator ate me and then spit me out."

"He put pepper on me."

Week 165 Photos

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Candy everyone wants

The day before we left our mountain vacation, we drove along a winding mountain road to the very top of a smooth peak on the border of North Carolina and South Carolina. We were there to find and cut our Christmas tree.

As we milled about the tree farm, a golden retriever sidled up to Reilly and nuzzled her arm. Reilly laughed and gave her a pet. After choosing our tree the dog was still following us around, so I asked the owner of the tree farm who he belonged to. The man said that he didn't know, that he had seen the dog running around and that it had probably been dumped. The dog had no collar or identification, and though it was relatively clean, the dog was thin and I could feel his ribs when I bent down to pet him.

I told Shawn that we should take him home. She sort of did a double-take, knowing that impulsiveness is not my forte', but when she saw that I was serious, said, "Yes! Let's take him home!"

She asked Reilly what we would name him, and Reilly said, "Candy." This is actually a pretty high compliment from Reilly, considering that candy is her favorite thing.

We put the christmas tree on top of the truck, and Candy inside the truck, and told the tree farm man that we were going to take him with us. He said that it was a great idea, but that we might want to drive up the mountain a bit and check to see if anyone had lost him.

So, we drove up the mountain, past countless multi-million dollar estates, and finally came to a house that had a car out front. I got out and knocked on the door to the cabin, and a crazy old bat lady came out and said, "That's what's-his-name's dog. Barry. He does some of the electric and plumbing work around here. I'll call him. Hopefully he hasn't had too many beers yet and he can drive up and get Gomer--that's the dog's name. His other dog just got shot the other day from wandering around someone else's property. He'd just be sick if you took him."

She got ahold of the man and said he would meet us at the Christmas tree farm. When I got back in the truck, I said, "Well, the bad news is that this dog already has a name. It's Gomer." And when I said his name, the dog wagged his tail and looked up at me.

We drove down to the tree farm, and up pulled a beat-up pickup truck. In it was a scraggly man wearing a Gators hat. I let the dog out of the truck and the dog walked over with his tail between his legs. Gomer refused to get in the truck, and cowered when Barry drew near.

Reilly began to cry hysterically for Candy.

My dad summed up the situation best when he said, "We had a choice between doing the right thing, and doing the right thing."

Good luck, Candy. We'll miss you.