The longest night

Last night was the Winter Solstice – the ‘longest night of the year’ for Southern Hemisphere dwellers in general and for me in particular. To celebrate the occasion, the sprog decided to start growing another tooth.

How could I possibly know this, you ask? Simple. As I settled down to eat dinner, the youngster started using my leg as a jungle-gym and proceeded to do her very best anaconda impressions every time I lifted my fork to my lips. This is her special way of telling me, “Even though my dinner was initially identical to yours in every respect, by virtue of the arcane process of placing it on your plate, it has magically become far more delicious.” I generally try to ignore this sort of unwelcome attention, but it is extremely difficult to do when one’s forward field of vision is entirely obscured by a toddler’s gaping mouth. Of course, this meant that I was treated to an up-close-and-personal view of her emerging teeth, so I could clearly see the potential new arrival on the brink of emergence.

As a result, my wife and I were treated to an extended early morning recital of ‘The Best of Baby Shrieking’ and I am having a rather shitty day at the office.

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8 thoughts on “The longest night

  1. I’m sorry you are experiencing a shitty day, but I’ll tell you what – you made me laugh like hell. (Terrible to admit, I know…) I’ll try not to laugh at you again.

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  2. ZG: Three siblings? Ah yes, the pieces all start to fall into place now 🙂

    LW: You know what they say – misery loves company, so thanks for the company.

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  3. Hey, arrived via Livewire when I saw the name ‘Kyknoord’ and new it could only originate from SA.

    Just wanted to say great post, great style, and it’s nice to see another Slaapstad person in blogdom.

    Cheers!

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  4. Leave it to you to find humour in the winter solstice.
    It went by completly unnoticed in my part of the ‘world’ – too busy fighting off the nutjobs at work. Good news is that the big fireball is on its way back… not long now and I’ll be in flipflops and shorts… wicked!! 🙂

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  5. Forgottenmachine: Ja, Peninsula denizens are invading in force. We’re going to have to get our own domain extension soon. Love the alias, BTW. That reminds me, did I remember to switch off the tumble dryer this morning?

    Clublint: Thanks for the commiserations. I take solace in the fact that I can’t possibly live forever.

    Chitty: Only a matter of time – hang in there, dude. I’d be interested to know how you wash your flip-flops. Zube Girl has cast a whole new perspective on the matter for me.

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