Round like a globe
My daughter Adrianna and I were talking yesterday during my morning shave and somehow ended up on the topic of me loosing my hair. I am going bald and not liking it one bit.
Anyhow, as we talked I thought I would be cute and mention that if I go bald my head would look like a globe, and the kids would be able to use it for geography, drawing the United States or other maps on my globe. My daughter replied with:
Your head doesn't look like a globe daddy. Your tummy does though.
That was funny. For a second. Then it was hurtful. For a lot longer. I know she didn't mean to hurt me. She never does. But it stung a bit. And if that wasn't enough, she made it painfully clear to me that a six year old can have a profound level of common sense a second later when she added:
But if you eat less and your tummy won't look like a globe.
Ok, how does she get it and I don't? Oh yeah, that's right. It's because I am the grown up daddy that knows everything. Man, if only I could be six again, if for nothing else then for being able to dress how I want and know things just because they are sensible to know.
Thank you Annah. Our time together this morning made me smile.
