Posted on | April 28, 2008 | 3 Comments
My overtired daughter is currently upstairs, wailing that she ‘wants to be a real fairy’.
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Well, come on … what kind of father are you? Give her the fairy dust.
At least she is a girl and not a boy – that would be different.
Clarissa: Would that I could.
RM: A fair point. My neighbour’s 1.5 year-old boy likes to wear his 3.5 year-old sister’s dress-up shoes and stuff. Needs to get him an Action Man I reckon.
I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and deride my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.