Wednesday, 2 September 2009


It seems to be an accepted trade-off.

Your kids drive you nuts at times.

Then as you get older, it is your turn to drive THEM nuts. My parents (especially my dad) have taken to this role with gusto...

So, I got thinking that I should start practicing for when it is MY turn. This is how it went:

Daughter: Hey, Bladdy (she calls me that instead of Daddy these days), what's for dinner.

Me: Well it is Friday, which makes it Pizza Day. So I guess we are having pizza!

Oh, good!

We're having pizza, because it is Pizza Day.


And it's Pizza Day because it is Friday.


We always have pizza on Friday-


because it is Pizza Day.

Yes, Bladdy.

Because it's Friday.


And therefore Pizza Day.

Bladdy, stop it, you're scaring me!

[Quietly] So it's pizza tonight...



mr zig said...

lol... awesome :)

terri said...

You're a great dad! Even though kids pretend to be annoyed and embarrassed by this stuff, they secretly love it.

Rock Chef said...

Zig - Glad you liked it!

Terri - Yes, she enjoyed it as much as I did really.

agg79 said...

But you have to ask yourself, does the pizza exist because it's Friday or does Friday exist because you are having pizza?

You gotta have fun as you get older. Driving the kids nuts is just one of the benefits.

Rock Chef said...

agg79 - Friday exists because of Pizza, I am sure of it! You do it too? Please share!

Princess of the Universe said...

I'm having dinner with my Daddy tomorrow- I wonder if it'll be pizza? (And I wonder how to count the points on pizza? Crap I miss real food...)

Michele said...

I grew up having pizza every Friday, then when I was married we did the same thing. NOW, pizza night is Tuesday... yep, Tuesday!
(Tuesday is the only night I stay in and watch TV.)

I love it when I get to confuse my kids, too. Sometimes I don't think they realize I am teasing them. I better be careful before they send me to "a home"!

Sitting In Silence said...

That is so true ! It's like life turns on again lol

The Moody Minstrel said...

Make sure you practice the vacant, glassy-eyed stare to go with it!