I seem to have an unspoken agreement with hubby that I watch the kids at all times. I say unspoken because I don't remember agreeing to be on a heightened sense of alert at all hours, in all places. I tell the girls that I have eyes on the back of my head, so maybe that's where he got the idea.
On Sunday we decided last minute to drive down to Regatta. It was about 11 am, and the crowds were just starting to arrive.
I should have known when hubby stopped at the Telegraph stand and picked up a paper and an umbrella as a free gift.
"You're not planning on READING that, are you?" (In case you are wondering that was not a question.)
"Of course not darling. I thought we might need the umbrella." (Yes I'm reading the paper, it's Sunday.)
So off we trod to the public section of Regatta. Emily (7) and HM (4) skipping and holding my hand, and Alexandra tagging along with daddy. As soon as we got near the river bank, Alexandra disappeared in a crowd of people to watch a race.
Hubby had the paper folded, and was checking the scores in the sports section.
"Get her PLEASE" (What the X@!!! I don't have eyes on the back of my head).
He hesitated slightly, then went after her. (Must you interrupt me while I'm checking sports scores.)
Hubby appeared with Alexandra, and we made our way through the thickening crowd and managed to find a small plot of grass on the river bank to sit and eat our lunch. All was fine until Emily discovered that with her legs firmly planted, she could lean over and reach into the river and fish out some of the more interesting pieces of floating rubbish.
"Please don't do that, you'll fall in. And I'm not jumping in after you." I looked at hubby to see if he was aware our eldest was about to fall into the river, but he was lying with one elbow on the grass, reading the headlines, FACING THE OTHER WAY.
"Oh, do what you want. Daddy will jump in after you."
Want I want to know is, do you have this unspoken agreement too, or it is just us?
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