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Posted by: Eddie2sox
Wednesday 2nd January 2008, 7:39pm
Last edited 02/01/2008 7:39pm by Eddie2sox

Well, Sam totally dumbfounded me today with an amazing show of generosity and caring, while we were cleaning The Woolpack together!

It's not ideal, taking Sam there for two hours while I scrub, polish, mop, hoover etc, but when offered "bonus sleepovers" like last night, then it's a necessary evil. Today we headed on down there about quarter past nine. We’d agreed to do the pub, then head off to Tesco to buy some essential food supplies.

“And maybe a toy or a magazine Daddy?”

“No mate, not at the moment, there’s hardly enough money for food next week, sorry.”

“Oh.” He always takes this kind of news so graciously, whereas I think the traditional 4-year-old reaction “should” be to throw a complete wobbler when aspirations of toys etc are denied. But then, Sam is no ordinary young boy.

So, we got into the pub, Sam had a bagful of toys to keep him occupied, but also insisted on “helping” wherever I thought it safe and appropriate to do so.

Cleaning in the Ladies loos, Sam spotted a 5p coin on the floor, and held it up triumphantly.

“Look Daddy!”

“Great!” I said, “That can go into your piggy bank when we get home!”

“No, no Daddy, it’s for you, to help buy us our food.”


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