Monday, 29 March 2010
Smells like Cookie
Cookie and I spend a lot of quality time together. She's at home with Mum and me most days and shes a treasure trove of information. She mostly talks about Dad. Not that theres anything wrong with that, but all day for weeks now its been "dad, Dad, Da, Dad...." I'll ask her what shes been up to, hows the weather? any news on what Mums cooking for dinner, but every answer is Dad. Our conversations will be kept to a minimum for now. Ill stick to hanging out under her chair, right about where all the good things like breadsticks and mushy food land.