Since the inception of TRS in 2000, I have written about life "on the road". By plane, train, or automobile, I tell the story of trips; but the real story in each one is about the journey, not the destination. On March 15th, 2008, Daddy's Little Speed Bump was born. 21 months later, Speed Bump Number Two arrived. I thought it fitting to create a place, with a Road Scholars theme, to share this new journey.

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FAQ About Our Relocation (Speed Bump Edition)

Question (Kaitlyn): But daddy, if we move to Washington, where will we sleep?
Answer: Sweetie, we get to take our stuff with us.

Question (Kaitlyn): But how will we get our stuff on the airplane?
Answer: Well, we're actually going to drive.

Question (Alyssa): Are we taking a school bus to Washington?
Answer: No.

Question (Kaitlyn): How are we going to fit my toys and Hallie in the car?
Answer: A moving truck like this one (showed her matchbox model of a tractor-trailer) will come and they will load all our stuff in so we can take it with us. 

Question (Kaitlyn): But do they have kids in Washington?
Answer: Yes

Question (Kaitlyn): Do they have movie theatres?
Answer: Yes

Last week mommy and daddy flew to Washington to look for a new house. The girls stayed with Grandma Daisy, prompting this line of questioning.

Question (Kaitlyn & Alyssa): Did you find us a house yet?
Answer: Yes

The House

Kaitlyn: Wow, look at those poles holding up the trees!

Once we moved into the temporary corporate apartment...

Question: Where is the rest of it?
Answer: It's a little smaller than our old house, but pretty soon we'll be moving to our new house which will be bigger.


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Halloween 2011


Conversations with Kaitlyn: Make It Purple

A few months ago, I began the long and tedious process of pressure washing and staining our over 2,000 square feet of wood fence. Since the project has been occupying a lot of daddy's free time that would ordinarily be spent with the girls, I tried to get Kaitlyn involved. She was excited at the idea of getting to help daddy and arrived for work wearing her best painting clothes. I gave her a brush and a nearly empty can of paint and told her "paint all the low spots."

It's worth noting that the night before, I repainted her finger nails while mommy was at work. After about fifteen minutes on the fence, Kaitlyn noticed she had gotten paint on a few areas besides the fence, including her nails and hands. I told her not to worry, the paint would come off her nails and they would still be fine. "But daddy, I need to go in now and take a bubble bath." That was the last time she volunteered to paint the fence.

A few weeks later, after making some more progress--and getting plenty of paint on my own nails--I asked Kaitlyn if she thought I was doing a good job.

Pointing to the spot she worked on, I said "Doesn't the fence look nice?"

"No, it's ugly" she responded.

When I pressed her on why she thought it was ugly, here's what she had to say, rather defiantly:

"I wanted purple, then it would be pretty."

I never thought I'd be thankful for my HOA, but without it, I'd probably be repainting the fence.


The Case of the Dog Food Mischief

One of the nice things about living in my house is that I never have to concern myself with feeding the dog. Between mommy and the girls, the job somehow just gets done. Every now and then though, Detective Daddy has to get involved.

Almost two years ago, I walked in on the crime scene below.

I guess you could say that incident gave me a head start when I recently found the following scene:

This time I launched a full scale investigation. I've issued a BOLO for "because" and "I don't know", suspected to be hiding out together. They are not considered dangerous, but they are quite elusive and highly mischievous.

Allow me to present, Exhibit A.


My Girls Like To Dance

Sporting some trendy new dance moves, Kaitlyn and Alyssa bust a move in the media room. The girls bring new meaning to "head banging".