Well, you asked!

Sometimes, I just don’t understand children.

They really do my head in.

There I was, happily working away in my office, when Godzilla entered (grumble, grumble).

“Excuse me, Mummy,” he says, completely surprising me. “Can I unstack the dishwasher, please?”

Given that it is his job to do it, anyway, I reply “Sure mate, that would be lovely. Thank you.”

To which, he throws himself on the floor and screams “I don’t want to do the dishwasher. I hate the dishwasher.”

Glad things are back to normal.

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