My son wanted to keep the celebration small and so we took his friends out for an afternoon of beautiful, wonderful chaos
My wife was on the phone to my sister, Maeve. Their tone seemed grave. ‘Can you not put cream on it?’ she said, conjuring images of my sister covered head to toe with third-degree burns. A more dutiful brother would have inquired after his sister’s health, but I was following our two-year-old daughter up some wooden stairs she’d decided to mount while soaking wet and barefoot.
Thirty seconds later, I heard my wife say, ‘Just use chocolate,’ which caused a half second of further confusion before I realised they were discussing cake, and their gravity of tone owed to the stresses involved in my son’s sixth birthday preparations.
Continue reading… My son wanted to keep the celebration small and so we took his friends out for an afternoon of beautiful, wonderful chaos My wife was on the phone to my sister, Maeve. Their tone seemed grave. ‘Can you not put cream on it?’ she said, conjuring images of my sister covered head to toe with third-degree burns. A more dutiful brother would have inquired after his sister’s health, but I was following our two-year-old daughter up some wooden stairs she’d decided to mount while soaking wet and barefoot.Thirty seconds later, I heard my wife say, ‘Just use chocolate,’ which caused a half second of further confusion before I realised they were discussing cake, and their gravity of tone owed to the stresses involved in my son’s sixth birthday preparations. Continue reading… Family, Parents and parenting, Life and style
