Here are some fun and funny stories about our favorite dads ...
tell you about her husband's girlfriend.Before you embark on the first night to the child, he trained at the plush Winnie wear diapers.When the child began to cry at night, Dad got up and did the trick.An hour later, my mother had to wake up.Dad slept.The child was crying.Next to the baby lying in disguise Winnie.Moreover, the diaper was on it backwards.
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friend told that she had left her daughter with the pope, and it began to him to play with dolls and drink some water from his cup doll.Dad was very happy as long as my mother did not come back and did not ask whether he does not know that the only water, which can reach up to year-old girl - from the toilet?
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son was 2 months old, stayed with my dad.I come, and they are both mysterious.It turns out that Dad could not find diapers, showed ingenuity and adjusted the sliders to the sanitary napkin (it quickly found a reason).Son even officially became quiet and stopped crying.
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I asked - to play with the baby, I quietly soup to cook, the kitchen is closed.After a while, I hear - "The first First, I second.Changing of the guard! "And so indefinitely, alternating with embossed steps.Later aching voice: "Paa-up, I ustaaaal, mozhnoo I posizhuuu."Peeps - my husband is sleeping safely on the couch, Valentin (3 years) in full uniform (raincoat, helmet, gun, sword) marching from one end of the sofa to another, the report himself.I ask - what are you doing?Responsible - we pope in SOFA KING play!
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story from my mother - like two years left me for a whole day at my father and a friend of her husband, while her mother and a friend were skiing.We were given zu - feed porridge, walk, feed the egg come ... the evening - a child, in principle, in order, even starve to death, but the entire kitchen littered with dirty dishes, layers.Plate filled with burnt milk, dishes, plates, bowls, pots, pans, kastryulischi ... Mom looks at it, takes the plate with the most enormous, six-liter pot, "But there something in it that you do ???" Dad "Egg cooked ... "
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I was three months old, my mother ran away on business, and my father confused dill vodichku with rubbing alcohol, and watered for me.Clearly, I spit, but my father was terribly frightened.They put me in the hospital, it was a new exemplary Bolnichka Akademgorodok there hung a sign near cots.On my reading "Yulia Ivanova.Age - 3 months.Diagnosis: alcohol poisoning. "All trainees sprinkle with laughter, and my mother, who was lying with me, it was very embarrassing.Since then, I do not drink liquor.
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long been, I was very little.The real story of our neighbor.Dad, two sons of the student, the daughter - kindergarten age.Where the wife was away - I have no idea, somewhere for a week.It happened on the first day - after the Pope was extremely attentive and collected.In general, morning.Seniors are more or less independent, dress - go to school.He was the younger stroked evening dress with his wife, he washed himself, brushed - tied ponytail!They went out - go to the stop (kindergarten two stops from the house).Stopping a ten minute walk.And that's when Dad had looked into the distance, waiting for a bus, you hear a timid voice of a child: - Dad, I will not blame the teacher?- And for that, Olenka, you criticize - we are not going to be late even more ... - And for that I have no SANDALIKOV!
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My aunt's daughter left her husband.while my father slept, the three-year girl cut off his braid and glue one on his forehead superglue.
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Well this was.Left once the child (he was three years) and dad just two hours.I come: Dad had a good sleep on the couch, snoring already, put his hands on the doll from a puppet theater (fox and rabbit), the child hid him his Blankets next chair put on it - a cup of juice, and more ryadom- pot.The door closed, he sits on the floor in the hallway, I go, "Shhh!Dad is sleeping! "
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