Wednesday, September 18, 2013
September 18. Day 261. "What are you doing?"
Despite this, I am pretty sure I can interpret what's going on here. It's the look on the little one's face. It's the look of "What are you doing?" with a dose of "Why are you doing it?" and a very large measure of "Why do you have to keep embarrassing me?"
Sorry, little one. It's what we do. It's one of the rewards of being a parent.
But perhaps I am wrong. Perhaps it's the other way around. Perhaps it's the parent wishing to disappear in the face of a particularly bad outburst from the little one. What parent hasn't been there?
Oh the joys. Either way, I like this image from the duck pond at South Bank this morning. I might not get fowl language but I can recognise families enjoying hanging out with each other even when one's nearest and dearest does things that make you cringe.