It's an absolute nightmare. All he does is run around trying to do as much life threatening stuff as possible and i'm having to chase after him. Add to that his mother giving him some kiwifruit over the weekend to soften up his stools (he's been a bit constipated recently) and now the results of this natural laxative have started to reveal themselves today and i'm left to clean up the horrible mess
Right. Women have a natural patience which allows them to take all that in their stride. And children need their mother's care and attention until they are about four or five anyway. In fact, it's actually the one area sex/gender matter.
But please don't tell the women's lib people I said that.
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."
Disagree, red. I loved taking care of my two when they were toddlers. Greatest things in the world are toddlers.
Spend the day taking care of them, playing with them, feeding them, putting them to bed, then a takeaway in front of the telly with Spanish football on.
Life doesn't get any better than that.
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."
Oh, I don't know. If you could track the amount of time the average father spends taking care of his children over the years I'm pretty sure you would find a consistent and steadily increasing trend which started around the 50s and is alive and well even today.
And as things seem to keep getting better, it feels like that is a good thing that will continue. See BGS.