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Galen’s Joke

This morning we started working on jokes. This is what Galen invented.

G: Why did the chicken cross the road?
D: I don’t know. Why did the chicken cross the road?
G: Chicken never crossed the road!
D: Didn’t it? What did the chicken do?
G: Chicken drive car!

And then he cracks up laughing.

This guy

It’s all about him.

It’s just not cricket

The boy and I are happily playing cricket inside. I bowl the ball at his bat and then he whacks it back to me.

“Galen, could I please just watch this on TV for a bit?”

starts watching tv

THWACK – the ball hits my nose.

“OW!”

LAUGHTER

“OK, I can play cricket again now.”

“No, watch TV.”

And just like that, the boy spent the next 10 minutes throwing a cricket ball at the side of my head.

Hunting for echoes

The little man runs ahead – glancing sideways, staring down alleys.
Walls and ceilings and darkness close together.
Eeuuughhhhh he grunts.
Eeuuughhhhh he grunts again.
He turns around. Eyes searching.
Ladies loo. Hmm, ha!
Glint in the eye!
EEUUUGHHHHH he grunts again.
eeuuughhhhh the loo responds.
Echo found.

Cornflakes

I stumble downstairs at 7:45 after the boy has been up since 6am.

“Daddy Galen cornflakes”
Did you eat cornflakes for breakfast? Were they yum?
“Yeah! Eat all up”
Wow. Are they all in your belly?
stares at me like I’m an idiot, then points to face
“Nooo. MOUTH.”