Wednesday, November 11, 2009

I’m thinking 8 is the perfect age. For me, as a parent I mean. Kids can get themselves up, get their own cereal, turn on the tv… You don’t have to worry about sexting or drugs. Maybe the odd cigarette. I guess I’d have trouble sleeping in if I thought my daughter was getting herself up, going down to the kitchen and putting the coffee on, checking her email, then stepping out on to the deck to have a morning smoke and a cuppa. Morning smokes are the worst. Like not making your bed. It really sets a tone for your day.

I guess there is no perfect age. Maybe 40. Yeah. I can’t wait till she’s 40! I think I’ll be able to relax then.

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