AKA, that moment you realize you may not be the favourite parent. Read on…
TRUE STORY: The other day, my wife came home and mentioned how tired and sore she was. So our 8yr old daughter took mom by the hand, sat her in a chair, fetched a towel to put on her head, cut up some cucumber slices and placed them on my wife’s eyes, started playing some relaxing spa music off her tablet, and gave mom a back rub. haha Nice!
Meanwhile, I get home from work and was sitting in the recliner with aching feet and, looking across the room, noticed the palm massager on the couch. I looked over at my daughter and said, “Honey, daddy’s feet are really sore. Would you grab the massager over there and put it on my feet?” She walked over, grabbed the palm massager, walked over, placed it on my right foot… and left it there while she went upstairs.
It was at that moment that I realized I may not be the favourite parent. LOL
Ever have a moment like that (or experienced the flip side)?
~Cordell, Windsor’s Country Mornings