Damn
In Hamilton with Jadis and her five year old. I asked Master Five whether his mum was older than me or not (in fact I am eight years older) and my glee could not be contained when he said that his daddy was the oldest (who is six years younger than me), then his mum and then I was the youngest.
My glee was shortlived though when Jadis asked him why he thought I was the youngest and he explained that Dad was the tallest so he must be the oldest, and then Mum and then me. In other words he thinks I am the youngest because I am the shortest.
My half minute of gloating has now ended with Jadis being incredibly smug and me sulking.
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October 23rd, 2009 at 11:07 am
Given your height you’d be what 12?
Sulking is entirely apropriate for your height
October 23rd, 2009 at 11:15 am
Don’t worry. At the rate your head is growing through your hair, you will soon be a lot taller.
October 23rd, 2009 at 11:23 am
Don’t worry. When you lie down, you’ll be the tallest.
October 23rd, 2009 at 11:33 am
Oh Adolf – that was a low blow
October 23rd, 2009 at 1:00 pm
we all love you David – just show it in our own unique ways…
October 23rd, 2009 at 1:04 pm
Don’t worry. When you lie down, you’ll be the tallest
Oh Adolf – that was a low blow
My (dirty) mind ended up in a very different place to yours, I2
October 23rd, 2009 at 7:08 pm
Trust a kid to put you in your place.
October 23rd, 2009 at 9:22 pm
I remember, when I was in my mid-twenties, talking to my first wife in front of the kids and remarking something like the house would be paid off by the time I was 40. Youngest, about 4 or 5, I suppose, drew a deep breath and said “but Dad, when you’re forty, you’ll be dead!”
I don’t think he is too upset at being wrong!