Shaylins First Bike

Bawanna

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Grandma got my little princess a bike today. She's been on it for about two hours and won't get off.
I haven't seen it or her in person but I'm told she likes it a lot.

Not sure if she's actually pedaling or just pushing around but she'll figure it out.
Unlike her grandpa, she's wicked smart.

 
So cute!
Make sure you don't blink and find yourself being asked by your granddaughter to get her a Harley Davidson motorcycle for Christmas. :p
 
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She's my girl for sure. Already caught one dude making advances. Fortunately he weren't very big, didn't have to dig too big a hole but it was raining and I got soaked disposing of the body. He was kind of cute too but don't mess with grandpa in defense of his little granddaughter.

 
LOL, Looks like she is having FUN!! She still has 1 less wheel than Grandpa though :D Yep, start preparing to sell off your collection, you are going to need the funds, Harley's aren't cheap. I got dibs on THE Katana :) LoL, j/k. That belongs right where it is now.
 
Grandpa B.....she is so cute, looks wicked smart, and (ahem) drawing in boys like a magnet.

Looks like grandpa is gonna have his hands full.
 
I've skeered off enough boys it's a borderline forte with me. I even had friends have me skeer off boys from their daughters too.

Had one fella ask me how come whenever he came over why I was always cleaning my gun or sharpening my knife. Told him it was pure coincidence but something for him to keep in the back of his head.

He didn't last long, easy run off that one.

Even her husband now has just recently gone for skeered to optimistically cautious around me. He's a fine fella, hard worker and respectful. I'd hate to have to hurt him but he knows I'd do it if it was called for.
 
I've skeered off enough boys it's a borderline forte with me.

Ha! My father was the same way to my sister's now husband.

When my sister's then boyfriend asked my father if they could go out to eat at a restaurant, my father knew what it meant so he agreed to it. They both went to a nice restaurant, the boyfriend was dressed nicely (he's a farm boy) while my father wore "bum clothes". And then the moment came!

Boyfriend: "I...*ahem* would like to ask you permission to marry your daughter"
Father: "I see...Just so you know, if you do anything to hurt her, I will shoot you."
Boyfriend: *Nervous laugh* "Yeah, I know."
Father: "No. Really. I will come to find you and I will aim my gun at you and shoot you if you ever lay a hand on her."
Boyfriend: *sits there eyes wide and mouth closed*
Father: "Other than that, you have my blessing!" *claps boyfriend on back*

They have been now married for I believe 10 years. When my father says something like the above, oh he 100% means it.
 
Ha! My father was the same way to my sister's now husband.

When my sister's then boyfriend asked my father if they could go out to eat at a restaurant, my father knew what it meant so he agreed to it. They both went to a nice restaurant, the boyfriend was dressed nicely (he's a farm boy) while my father wore "bum clothes". And then the moment came!

Boyfriend: "I...*ahem* would like to ask you permission to marry your daughter"
Father: "I see...Just so you know, if you do anything to hurt her, I will shoot you."
Boyfriend: *Nervous laugh* "Yeah, I know."
Father: "No. Really. I will come to find you and I will aim my gun at you and shoot you if you ever lay a hand on her."
Boyfriend: *sits there eyes wide and mouth closed*
Father: "Other than that, you have my blessing!" *claps boyfriend on back*

They have been now married for I believe 10 years. When my father says something like the above, oh he 100% means it.

I like this father!
 
My arch nemesis was my mother in law. She was full blood Swedish and didn't speak English too good. Actually she could speak if fine but easily reverted to it when excited or in my case pissed off. Getting cussed out in Swedish is not fun.

Her dad I got along with just fine. He liked it here and went to work (machinist), strong Swedish accent but at least it was English. We got along great.

Mom was a few degrees out of plumb. She wanted to go back to Sweden.

I told my wife if she went and promised to never come back on American soil I'd pay for her trip and my wife could visit once a year for two weeks.

Her dad heard this and said not a chance, he would cover all the expenses. She was all set to go after a sister passed and was gonna get her apartment, guess housing is tough over there. But another sister wouldn't let her have it so I had to put up with her for another 3 or 4 years till she made the river crossing. And no I didn't put her in the river but I wanted to.
 
Sniff. Sniff. That story is soooo touching. Almost made me wanna cry a little.
 
My arch nemesis was my mother in law. She was full blood Swedish and didn't speak English too good. Actually she could speak if fine but easily reverted to it when excited or in my case pissed off. Getting cussed out in Swedish is not fun.

Her dad I got along with just fine. He liked it here and went to work (machinist), strong Swedish accent but at least it was English. We got along great.

Mom was a few degrees out of plumb. She wanted to go back to Sweden.

I told my wife if she went and promised to never come back on American soil I'd pay for her trip and my wife could visit once a year for two weeks.

Her dad heard this and said not a chance, he would cover all the expenses. She was all set to go after a sister passed and was gonna get her apartment, guess housing is tough over there. But another sister wouldn't let her have it so I had to put up with her for another 3 or 4 years till she made the river crossing. And no I didn't put her in the river but I wanted to.

Don't know if I can wait for my mother in law to make the trip across the river, I was thinking she needs a little push...:rolleyes:
 
Just prior to our marriage (her mother didn't attend ours or her older sisters). We had a sit down.

Her mom while constantly reverting to Swedish and being corrected by my wife was trying to explain that if we ever had children, if it was a girl the mother should raise and attend to it, if it was a boy the father should raise and attend to it but never cross over.

I was certain I was losing something in translation between hearing loss and her speech impediment, but I asked questions and ascertained what she was saying thereby determining for sure she was a nut case.

As we left I instructed my future bride who was a bank manager at the time to open me a new account and we'd regularly deposit as much as we could. Of course she was being all sweet and nice after that horrible sit down and probably was trying to avoid being kicked to the curb and the wedding called off so she sweetly asked what the money was for.

I told her that her mother was a nutcase and will surely end up in an asylum and it's only fair that we help front the bill.
Sometimes the truth is painful but I always speak the truth.

Been a curse all my life.
 
I told her that her mother was a nutcase and will surely end up in an asylum and it's only fair that we help front the bill.
Sometimes the truth is painful but I always speak the truth.

Been a curse all my life.

I love this man! Reminds me of my own father (hope he's not pissing off God in heaven :p )
 
Shes a cutie! Wheres grampas shotgun? Wont be long and youll need it! Better start practicing that face in the mirror so when she gets home on her first date. That happened to me on a date once. I made dang sure I got her home on time and her daddy was ready for either senario early or late. I was early of course and he sat there on the porch cleaning his shot gun just like in the movies and uttered what seemed totally serious "Your early! Whats the problem son? You dont like my daughter!" Then he laughed and thanked me. Scary nonetheless!
 
Shes a cutie! Wheres grampas shotgun? Wont be long and youll need it! Better start practicing that face in the mirror so when she gets home on her first date. That happened to me on a date once. I made dang sure I got her home on time and her daddy was ready for either senario early or late. I was early of course and he sat there on the porch cleaning his shot gun just like in the movies and uttered what seemed totally serious "Your early! Whats the problem son? You dont like my daughter!" Then he laughed and thanked me. Scary nonetheless!

:eek:, did you go on a second date?
 
Funny related story. When my oldest son was about 5 or 6 there was a half brain dead kid who he hung out with sometimes. Both his parents were chain smokers and neither had a full drawer in the mental department.

One day they were playin in the back yard and he did something incredibly stupid, (can't remember what it was now) but it set me off. I usually don't go off on kids especially that age but it was really stupid.
Without thought I told him if he did that again I'd *(&)) kill him. I could still hear a little in those days and a bit later the kid asked my son if he thought I'd really kill him. His response without a seconds hesitation was oh yeah for sure.

One of those proud and ashamed moments at the same time.
 
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