He slimed me...
I managed to get home on a Thursday, for the first chance of the week to see Demigod. He was only about two, and just about toddling. I'd blazed down the motorway at 70 (honest, officer) to make it home. I burst through the door, so excited to share some Dad/son time with him.

I dumped my laptop and phone on the telephone table and walked into the living room, and there he was! My beloved son! I dropped to my knees and held out my arms. Bless him, he toddled towards me on little chubby toddler legs, with his cute little arms outstretched. Just as I was about to wrap him up in my arms, he sneezed a large bucketful of snot all over me. His cute little face fell, and he toddled back to his mother, leaving me dripping with snot. By the time I'd got cleaned up, he was fast asleep. Bother.
(purplegod counting down for Christmas!, Mon 21 Apr 2008, 20:03, 1 reply)

Ah kiddy snot!
It's a panacea for all daddies troubles.
( girlinthehole, Mon 21 Apr 2008, 20:12, closed)