This past weekend my dear man got a cold. Whenever he gets sick he comes up with multiple theories as to why and how he got sick. Each theory points to our darling sweet children. He wanders around our home moaning and complaining about Sunday School, children’s programs, and concludes that he should, and I quote,” Take my family and live in seclusion somewhere”. His world is coming to an end as he knows it.
It so happened on Saturday, while he was dying in the chair beside me, that I was wasting time watching You Tube clips. And as luck would have it I came across this brillinat skit, it is about a man with a cold who calls the paramedics. You have got to see this!! I laughed so hard I was crying and nearly peed my pants, it is so funny!. I will never forget it and will always refer to his colds as a man cold from now on. In fact, I heard Sunshine say, “Daddy has a man cold”.
My little Joy might be the only kind one in this house as she shared, with daddy, her favourite thing in the whole wide world, the tag on her blanket!
Your so kind little girl! Oh, poor guy he really is not well. Are your men dramatic about getting sick?