Covered in Chocolate

Daphne (3): [Scene: slamming a shaker filled with chocolate flavored Vega protein power. Head is fully craned back. She pulls the bottle away from her mouth before tilting her head forward] "Oh, no. I'm covered in chocolate!" (She doesn't really seem to mind).

She calls this the "chock-lat" drink. She loves it. She thinks she's swigging chocolate milk (she's not aware such a thing exists) when she's actually drinking vitamins, minerals and other things her body needs.

Jam Tacos

Daphne (3): [Scene: backseat of car driving home from doctor's visit] "I want a jam taco. Because it's healthy for my body."

Daphne Visits the Farm

Daphne went to Rodgers Farm to pick out a pumpkin to carve for Halloween. Good thing she has small hands.


Daphne Does Her Chores

I just realized that I forgot to post this one. This was shot in August 2015. I edited it using Final Cut X, which is completely new to me. Really simple cut. Trying to get used to this new software.


"It's not a motorcycle, baby, it's a chopper, c'mon."

Conversation goes something like this:

Daphne: "I'm on my bicycle!"

Owen: "No, Daphne. It's not a bicycle. It's called a bike."

Daphne: "We're on bikes!"

 I can explain this one. From the time I was three until I was in my mid-20s I had dirt bikes in the garage to ride and race. Those were the bikes.

I distinctly remember being in high school when André François said, "why do you always call them 'bicycles'?! Just say 'bike'!"

I haven't had a motorcycle in my garage for almost 15 years but I still call the two wheelers in there now bicycles. Old habits.


Potty Training: Notes & Quotes #1

Me: "Do you have to go potty?"

She: "No."

Me: "Are you sure?"

She: "No."



I remember a saying about how there's no greater joy in the world than a child eating cake. The same could be said about Daphne and hiking because I can't recall ever hearing her giggle like she did while she glided over a dirt path through a reservoir near our house. Her little legs were cycling at 8,000 rpm and the occasional root put her straight to the ground but it didn't deter her.

"I ok."

We have a child carrier pack but when we dusted it off for an afternoon hike this spring and put it in the kitchen she looked at it with contempt.

"I'm not going in there, daddy, I'm not going in there. I wanna walk."

I'm really glad we bought that carrier second hand now...