Flowers in the garden. From this one angle our garden looks ok. Any other angle …. not so ok. A few years ago our piggyback obstacle course would start here. That was when we could say we had a little son.
A time creeps up on you when ‘little son or daughter’ does not sound appropriate anymore. I remember his Paediatrician measuring him when he was 8. Looking at our son and saying
Your not going to be a shorty like you Dad. Your in the 97th percentile for height at your age.
Thanks Doc. It’s like when a Football Coach said
If you were only a few inches taller you would be ….
I think the words he was looking for was ‘Thor like’ …. I will let you into a secret he actually said – of more use to me. I would like to point out that I am in fact 1/2cm above average height. In my book I’m tall…. Maybe standing on that book would help.
Over the years since then strangely I have not added much height. Especially if you forget about my brief experimentation with Gene Simmons Platform Boots. However our son continues to grow. I’m hoping to hang onto the tallest in our family title for a while longer. However I suspect our son will outgrow me potentially even before his thirteenth birthday. THIRTEENTH. How tall was our milkman.
Well today was another milestone. He can now use the exercise bike on my seat settings. The days of me having to lower the seat from his settings are just around the corner.
I am looking forward to my well earned piggyback rides. I think I’ve earned those. But today we have a challenge. The old obstacle course has been set. We will try to turn back the sands of time. I’m going to attempt to carry our son piggyback fashion around the garden. Do you think we should pre book an ambulance. Wish me look.
The challenge was accepted and Big Son was carried successfully around the course. One last quiz when I completed the task did I shout
- I am Thor, I am all powerful
- Yes course completed in record time. What a legend.
- F***** hell my back….