about two hours a ago i made my son dinner, a large portion of which was broccoli. a vegetable i had previously thought to be among his favourites.
"dad, i've finished" my son said. he hadn't finished, he'd left several "trees".
"eat those and we can watch tv" i replied.
i walked into the kitchen where i had been sterilising bottles for my daughter. a few moments later my son walked in the room holding an empty plate.
"all done" he said "tv?"
"well done, brilliant, lets get the tv on"
fast forward two hours to me putting some plastic in the recycling bin only to find several "trees" at the bottom.
so that's basically me, a house husband, freelance artist, part time work seeking, comic book reading, vimto drinking, mr tickle fearing, role playing (not in a dirty way), onion ring munching, simon cowell hating, gcse english re-sitting, beard combing, tom waits listening to kind of man. welcome aboard.
next stop, the circus.
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This is exactly what I have to put up with from James! When you think about it though, you have to give the boy credit for recycling! Look forward to the next installment Steve x x
ReplyDeleteIn all fairness, brocolli resembles baby Ents.
ReplyDeleteWould you eat something that looked like its parent could demolish your house while speaking painfully slowly? ;)
This is fab - cant wait to read more from the universe of Mr Morse Junior!
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