Oddness

One aspect of parenthood is having to re-calibrate your scale of oddness.

Yesterday was a rare sunny day. We filled a paddling pool in the garden for the girls and they shuttled in and out of the house as whim took them.

As I sat reading the paper Little S walked past me saying “Hello Daddy”. I glanced up to find her naked save for two disney princess stickers – each one carefully placed on a nipple.

7 thoughts on “Oddness”

  1. That’s what they’re called Mr Moobs – or at least the ones that strippers wear are called pasties. Honest.

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