The Tea Party

“Look, Dad. This is how things work …”

My son left his dirty socks on the living room floor yet again, and instead of picking them up and throwing them in the hamper, I left them there all night. In the morning, I confronted him about his forgetfulness, lecturing him on responsibility.

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The Cats

“You still trying to figure us out? I mean, really?”

We have two cats, and they are lazy. If they want to leave the kitchen, they wait for me to open the baby gate instead of jumping over it as they could do so very easily.

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The Anarchist Puppy

We have an unwritten rule at home: let Mum wake up in her own time. It’s like that maxim, “Happy wife, happy life.” Let her be and she’ll wake up and be her chatty self.

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