So, my little girl is growing up, she is 6 going on 27. When I make it home from work on time, we’ll read a book(mostly), sometimes play a game(it was teacher the other night, and boy is she tough, mind you I was the joker in the class, the dog and the horse next to me were real teachers pets). She is a girlie girl, Barbie, horses, pink, purple, my testosterone level drops, just walking into her room.
Anyway, last night, she wanted to play a computer game, no worries, she doesn’t play them all the time and she has a few of her own. So Dad’s told to sit on the sofa and watch her play Spirit, which she has not played in some time. She was a having a little trouble chasing the rabbit to get a carrot, so she can gallop faster. There’s always another carrot to get, isn’t there?
So, whilst she is wrestling the controls(Dad's help was not wanted) Dad is thinking about some stuff to do that night, whilst comfortably reclined on the sofa. Thoughts of sugarplums and beers dancing in my head.
Daughter: Oh craps…..
Dad: huh? Sweetie, did you learn that word at school?
Daughter: Which one?
Dad: Well sweetie we don’t use those words, they aren’t very nice.(I don’t swear in front of my children, which is hard sometimes being a father, having testicles which tend to get jumped on)
Did not want to go hard on her, as I had done something similar as a kid, when I had no idea of the meaning of the word. I said shit…..and soap does tend to taste like that.
A few minutes later.
Daughter: Oh craps…….
Dad: (more serious) Samara……what did I tell you?
Dad: Don’t use it again, or the game is off straight away.
Daughter: Sorry Dad.
And she was good, and it was all I could do not to burst out laughing. She actually used the plural which made it funnier. She is a sweet girlie girl in her nightie carrying on like the proverbial fish wife.
Ahhh, what are the teenage years going to bring?