No more photo's of me in the pub today I'm certain you'll be glad to hear. Though less well received is the fact I also have no pictures of Luca either. I imagine you may now struggling to recall what your grandson/nephew/cousin even looks like now.
I can remember though - he resembles the devil incarnate. I'm a little under the weather this week (a touch of man flu) so appreciate the love and tenderness shown by my family. Or not in Luca's case.
Demon boy completely failed to even register my presence the other day. I came home on Monday night to the usual sight of his Mum attempting to convince the mop haired one to eat his tea ("No like it, want nana and ice cream"). I came in and sat down beside them at the kitchen table. "Hello Mummy" I said. "Hello Daddy" Carole smiled back. "Hello Luca" I continued as I turned toward him. He continued to eat his beans. "Luca?" I said louder. Beans continued to be shovelled into his mouth as his eyes steadfastly kept their gaze on his plate. "Luca!!" I shouted as his eyes darkened as he continued to refuse to even acknowledge me.
I took this as a sign that I should just go out and put the spare wheel on my car.
Oh yes, I didn't mention that. I drove over another nail and punctured my tyre. Again. Nails and any car I drive seem to peculiarly be drawn toward each another. Like Romeo and Juliet with an ending of similar happiness.
Yesterday was a little better though. It was my turn to collect Luca from nursery so after pleasingly being greeted in the usual manner ("That's my Daddy, that's my Daddy, that's my Daddy") we picked up his coat and prepared to leave. However, Luca noticed a 20p piece on the floor. "Money" he correctly stated "Chocolate coin?" he continued with a little less accuracy. "No, just a normal one I'm afraid boy" I answered.
"We go buy chocolate at the shop with the money?" Luca asked with hopefulness in his eyes. How can you say no? We made our way to the shop with Luca gripping the 20p with all his strength. "Open the chocolate" he begged the shop assistant as she scanned his "Fudge" bar through. "There you go" she replied as she handed the bar to him. I carried him back to the car while he salivated like a wild animal in a zoo at feeding time.
**Useless fact of the day - Chocolate brings instant comfort and acts as a mild anti-depressant by increasing our serotonin and endorphin levels**
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