My head throbbed, and I felt like banging it against the wall. But instead, I put it into my pillow. Nasty, nasty headache. I was trying to parent from my bed this particular afternoon, at least until the medication kicked in.
“Mum, can I have a banana?” My 9-year-old daughter appeared at my bedside sometime later. I think it was her dimpled smile that gave me the sudden lift.
“Give me the banana,” I said with a sparkle in my eye.
“Just give it to me.” I smiled then.
I put the banana up to my ear.
“Yep, yep. Yes, she’s here.” I looked up at my daughter. “Yes, her dimple is still there I think.”
I paused, and put my hand on the banana where the mouthpiece would be on a phone.
“Smile for me. I just need to check.” I directed this at my daughter.
She was already smiling but then I saw her teeth.
“Yep, the dimple is still there. Yep…” I nodded. “Yes, yes…right.”
I handed the banana back to my daughter and said, “Yes, it’s okay, you may have a banana.”
Sometimes you need to slice into a yuk afternoon with a bit of craziness. Yes?
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