Family Life

On Friday Debbie made white bread in the bread maker. That evening we had thick slices of fresh bread, liberally spread with butter, dipped in savoury home-made vegetable soup. What a delightful meal for a cold winter’s night.

Daniel had his first swimming lesson for the season, and it was the usual rush to finish dinner and get out the door. He managed to eat his soup in time and brought the rest of his bread to finish in the car. Three blocks later he remarked, “That was good bread, Daddy! Thank you!”

I reminded him that it was, in fact, Mummy that baked the bread and made the delicious soup, and wasn’t it good that Mummy made such yummy food? There was silence for a minute. As we pulled into the parking lot, Daniel (who’s four) commented, “You know, Daddy, when I grow up my wife will be able to bake yummy bread.”

- “That’s good Daniel.”

- “And she’ll know how to sew.”

I saw where this was going. Debbie has made curtains and pillows and comforters with her sewing machine. So I asked, “Will she have a piano?” A leading question on another of Debbie’s abilities.

- “Yes! And I’ll teach our children how to play. They’ll have their own [music] books and everything.”

Pause.

- “Daddy, you’ve never played the piano, have you?”

- “No, son, I haven’t.”

- “I could teach you! Wouldn’t that be funny? A kid teaching an adult!”

And with that he skipped happily off to go swimming.

You can see Daniel’s ranking of talents in the family: Mummy reigns supreme in pretty much every area that matters. Daniel is pretty cool because he can play the piano. And Daddy? Well, he can drive the car.

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