We have a crack above our fire place in our sitting room . I think it really should be called a "creak" as crack is the sound of something sudden .
This "creak" has taken four months crawling up the freshly painted wall from the mantel piece and is continuing the process in which our house is trying to shrug off the mantel piece ! It has succeeded once and is , I reckon , restlessly trying again.
My young Son and I generally always share a bath
together before his bed time, this is a lovely time for
us both but it also provides an oasis of calm for the
rest of the family.
we have a number of regular shared rituals and jokes ,most of which are welcome and happily repeated .
Once too many times I have though made the mistake of relaxing maybe a little too much and have let pass a little bubble or two much to his fascination.
Unfortunately his determination to bond in a shared male moment has led to maybe a little extra unwelcome contribution. It hasn't been helped much to his delight and humour by the bazar sight of Dad madly scooping around him with the soap dish .
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