Am I a bad father?
So, Lili and I are in the backyard playing (a favorite pastime of ours), and she decides she is going to lie on her back and look at the sky. It was dusk, the wind was blowing and scattered clouds were flying past. Through the clouds, the moon made brief appearances. Lili exclaims "The mooooon! The mooooooon!". So, what do I do?

"Lili," I say, "what do we do when we see the moon?"
"Dunno."
"We howl. Oooooooooo! A-oooooooooooooooooo!"
"Oooooooooo! Ooooooo!"

So now, every time she sees the moon, she howls at it.

And, the other day, she decides she loves Pinky and the Brain. Of course this pleases Dada to no end. Animaniacs, PATB, and Freakazoid are some of the most brilliant, well-done cartoons ever devised. We've even got 2 original production cels from the first season of the Animaniacs, one of PATB and one of the Warners.

Anyway, we've been watching a lot of PATB, singing the theme song. And, on her own, at the end of the theme song, she says "Narf!"

Now, you can sing, "They're dinky, they're Pinky and the Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain..."

"Narf!"

Holy Moly, I love that little girl.