Saturday, May 23, 2009

The Park. Again.

Last month.

This bloody-rope climbing frame thing.

Favourite Son once again conquers the fucker like it isn’t even a big deal and once more his elder sister gets about half-way up and shits herself. As I would. It’s bloody HIGH.

Favourite Daughter: [Again] How come he’s not scared but I’m older?

Me: Because you’re older sweetie-pie. FS is too little to know it’s dangerous. But you’re older and cleverer and know that it is. That’s why.

Favourite Daughter gives me a spontaneous hug.

Hah. Eat that Lone Dad.

I look around. He’s nowhere to be seen. This being real life and not a silly blog there is no chance of the same smug twat being around to see me actually get it right for once.

And it’s only taken me three months to figure out what the right answer was.



Anonymous Frogdancer said...

Hey! At least you got it.

Some guys never get it right.

11:33 pm  
Blogger Ellie said...

I'm always giving My Man spontaneous hugs. He doesn't seem to appreciate it in the same way you seem to. Want a hug. ;-)

7:13 am  
Blogger Tired Dad said...

Frog: Perhaps, but I think the lengthy gestation period of the 'right answer' has done me no favours. All of six years old but she's no-one's fool.

Ellie: Ok Strange Person. Send the hugs on. I can't get enough at the minute. Just don't be offended when I feel better and can't be doing with you anymore.

12:05 am  
Blogger Carnalis said...

Girls believe because they want to believe and being late with a reason does not necessarily matter.

8:14 pm  
Blogger Tired Dad said...

C: I hope so. And thanks.

11:25 pm  
Blogger The Preacherman said...

Soon she'll hug you for money. Remember that.

9:09 pm  
Blogger Tired Dad said...

Somebody's taken their Cynical Pills tonight.

7:15 pm  

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