My Child Has Discovered Her Superpower
byIt’s early days, so I don’t know if I’m going to be able to make money out of this yet, but I suspect one of my daughters might have a superpower.
It’s early days, so I don’t know if I’m going to be able to make money out of this yet, but I suspect one of my daughters might have a superpower.
I’m not sure I’m cut out for helping teach maths in my daughter’s class.
First things first, I think it’s important I point out right from the start Tracey knows I’m writing this. You’ll see why.
Short and sweet. Well, maybe not so sweet.
I learn something about chairs. I might ask Miss7 to show her mother tonight.
“Oh. My. God!” said Tracey suddenly. She cupped her mouth and a horrid sort of look appeared on her face. Something was majorly wrong…
I’d seen her slip a whoopie cushion onto my chair, so I was prepared for that familiar ‘wet’ sound. Or so I thought.
Every three months or so my wife spring cleans the house and my role, during this mass exodus of stuff to the dump, is to place myself between my wife and the wheely bin and try to save as much of my crap as I can.