Sticks and Stones...

....but words will never hurt me. Well maybe they will one day, unless I manage to teach Euey and his loyal sidekick Aoife (who repeats an edited version of Euey's every utterance)the fine art of subtlety. The following mere snippet may well give you an idea of what I'm rambling on about. It may also give you the lovely feeling fingernails down a blackboard might provide.

Euey "Daddy, why is that man so fat?" Aoife "fat man" Daddy - flinch

Euey "Why is that silly woman walking on the road?" Aoife "silly woman" Daddy - cringe

Euey "Why is that man not friendly?" (guy just minding his own business just not smiling) Aoife "not friendly" Daddy - colourless

My favourite skin thickening episode this week has to be when we were standing next to a guy showering in the swimming pool. This dear chap had a big birth mark on his bottom. A really painful red looking one. Euey "Daddy why is that mans bottom bloody" Aoife "bloody bottom" Daddy - undergoing counseling.

Yum

That was great. Just had a Vindaloo. Feeling all warm and cozy just about now. Just finished my great late night paperwork catch up. It was a classic but alas all great things must come to an end. George is all cosy in bed, been there about an hour now. She wanted an early night, said "will go to bed when kids fall asleep". They did, sweetest of dreams by 7.15pm. Looked at George, immediate volte-face. "will go to bed by 9.30". Nah! Went to bed at 10.15 with a hopeful look of early night salvation. Sorry George. Just found out. Clocks go forward an hour tonight. Sweet dreams my lass.

I need a coffee!

I can feel the empathy but all is not as it seems. We were lying in bed this morning with the obligatory wiggling wanderers between us when Aoife decided to slip off on a mission of great importance. I say this because she departed with the purposeful stride that tends to accompany such moments. We heard her rummaging around in the background, in the mean time, we got side tracked by Euey calling me Mommy and Georgia Daddy, to make some point he eventually seemed to believe he had made. Just then Aoife returned into room declaring "I need a coffee' "What did you say Aoife" George said "Oh my god" Euey chipped in. I sat there with my arm propping me up thinking "yep, this truly is a Simpson moment" and wondering if we need to go back to the drawing board.