Wednesday, 27 April 2022

The Girl


My daughter is a teenager now, but every Wednesday I'll be rerunning some of her greatest hits.


Tonight, after a long day at work and on the bus, I got home to a four-year-old that had, apparently, eaten a wheelbarrow of sugar-coated espresso beans. After being bounced on repeatedly, playing games and giving many piggyback rides, I said, "You’re bouncing like a rubber ball. Why is that, sweetie?"

"Because that what childs are supposed to do," she said earnestly.

A fair point.

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