It's Good To Be Home

Yesterday marked my return from a longer than normal trip. There was even a bit of drama at the end which, when MPLST was informed, was serious enough for her to remind me she loved me.

I'll not bore you with the details. Suffice to say that once I finally did arrive home, it was enough of a reminder to really enjoy the simple, every day things you take for granted. As R and I walked home from school, I was revelling in the idle chit chat of what I'd missed over the preceding couple of weeks, he informed me I was not only a silly daddy, but THE only silly daddy in the whole wide world. Wonder why he thinks that......


Today, middle boy and I were reading and playing. I pointed to his ears and asked, "What do we do with these?" I was met with a blank look, underneath which hid the words "WTF do you think I am, an African Elephant?!?"
I explained...you listen with these. "What about these, what do you do with these?" I pressed on, pointed to his bonnie blue eyes. At this point, he fluttered them back at me in another silent answer. Fair point son, can't really argue with that, but the penny seemed to drop when I explained we see with our eyes.....
Feeling my son grasping where all this was going, I touched his nose. "And this? What do you do with this?"

"Pick it."

Silly dad indeed.