Rusty’s gone for a few weeks, and since we all know how much Conlan adores his Daddy, I’ve been making an effort to give him extra fun and attention to keep his spirits up. Today we went to a Family Fun Day – sunshine, park, activities, and even an ice cream treat before we went home. He was a happy boy.
On the drive home I wanted to reinforce how much I enjoyed the day. “Conlan,” I said from the front seat, “thank you for coming with me today. I had a lot of fun. I really like hanging out with you.”
I probably shouldn’t have pressed my luck. But I did. “Did you like hanging out with me?”
“No. I like hanging out with Daddy.”
Oh well. I accepted long ago that I’m not the winning parent. As long as he knows who loves him, that’s what’s important.