WE WERE enjoying a cozy dinner at our rooftop garden for the last time tonight (as I suggested) before we will move to our new home next Sunday. Daddy bragged about how “efficient” he was by bringing up the laundry (in a basket) and hanging the wet clothes onto the clothes lines for drying while Little R and I were still savoring the juicy mango for dessert.
Yes, today, after we had gone to church and had lunch with Granny, Daddy had trimmed the dogs’ fur, bathed the dogs, took Little R out to get takeout for dinner, and then, now, he was doing the laundry–again. In fact, he did three loads of laundries this morning (although he had not done the folding).
Daddy: “You see, THIS IS how much I LOVE YOU TWO by doing all the chores for you today!” (with much emphasis)
Sitting on the black bench, Little R and I looked at each other into the eyes with a funny glare and a demurred grin.
Mama: (wondered in my head) Is this also what Little R was thinking too upon Daddy’s comment? … That … Yeah right! Daddy! We had fired our former helper for two weeks now, and that is WHY you would be doing the chores and laundry now for us!!! (besides, of course, that on most other days in the past two weeks, I was the ONLY ONE who did all the laundries and household chores every day.)
Indeed, Daddy, it was sweet to see you sweat while we sit down and enjoy watching you “loving us.”
(at 4 years 3 months 12 days)
rockamama
