I bet I could have even loosened a few teeth
on Aug 13 in General by DanFor all the sophistication of modern man there are still many raw primal instincts hot-wired into our genetic makeup. We recoil at loud noises, are scared of heights, and feel safer in numbers. Sometimes however these natural instincts can clash.
The other day my sister and I were pushing Amy on the swings at the park. I was pushing her from behind and Megan was stood in front pretending to try to grab her shoes. All of a sudden I was struck by two overwhelming yet conflicting urges: a fathers instinct to protect his child, and a brothers need to smack his sister in the face with the swing as hard as he could.
It was a close call.
On a related note, could someone explain to me why on one hand my daughter is so sensitive she gets upset watching Laurel and Hardy “being nasty” to each other, yet she finds inflicting pain on her poor old father to be the absolute hight of wit?
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She’s a clever little thing. She just knows who needs a kick up the backside, I guess! Luckily her aim didn’t need to be precise at such a young age.
The target was ample.
It appears that perhaps all the Laurel and Hardy routines have finally sunk into her subconscious.
Hardy was an asshole.
You really got off the ground in that second picture. Have you ever considered a career in basketball?
Love it! It really is a hard call which is my favorite – the first picture where the ladies to not appear to be amused, and the second where you actually have caught air.
I play that game with my kids too… Walk in front of the swing and say, “Oh dear, someone dropped a penny, I’d better pick it up.” And then WHAMMO!
I wonder if this is some sort of cross-cultural worldwide activity? Do all kids everywhere delight in kicking their parents to the ground?
It has to be in their DNA. My daughter finds nothing more humorous than whacking me in the stones.
That poor kid in the other swing. His parents won’t even stop wearing matching tops and bottoms much less allow their child to kick them in the ass while riding a swing.