Here we go again

Almost one year to the day since Mrsdave last found the courage to leave the children with me, she’s gone again. Another four day trip to Melbourne for Mrsdave, another dose of extreme parenting for Buster Boy and the Troll Princess.

Things got off to an uneven start when the Troll Princess managed to lock me out of the house. At this point Mrsdave had been gone less than an hour. As the cooler weather has arrived all of the windows in the house were closed and locked too, so there is now one sheet of roofing iron near our man-hole that probably needs to be reattached a little more carefully. Hopefully we won’t have a windy or rainy weekend.

After getting back inside the house I thought that perhaps an outing would be a good way to channel some of the Troll Princess’ energy. I dressed her in nice clothes, brushed her hair and took her out to a local coffee house so she could have a babycino and marshmallow and I could look like a loving, responsible parent. Naturally she took this as a sign to smear her clothes with half the contents of the glass and then run down the street in the opposite direction to me when I attempted to strap her back into the bike trailer for the ride home.21052009

In the time it’s taken me to write this she’s managed to fill her tea set with water, then duly dump it all on the floor and remove any clothing that’s even remotely warm in favour of her ‘fairy princess’ dress. My saving grace at this point is that Buster Boy is at Pre School, my dilemma is whether to pick him up, or drop off a sleeping bag and some sandwiches.

18 thoughts on “Here we go again

  1. Hey, Dave! When are you going to understand that your presence is not mandatory. I actually wonder whether Mrs Dave and the Princess had a strategy meeting you don’t know about?

    May I suggest you invest in a very dark pair of shades. The Pricess’s hypnotic eyes are getting you down, mate. This is just the daytime, night time is yet to come!

  2. when I attempted to strap her back into the bike trailer for the ride home.

    That’s child cruelty, Dave. We see those things going past here on the rail trail all the time. The ‘trailer’ is like a cage and the kids are usually traumatised for life.

    (I’m presuming you meant a bicycle trailer, not the Ducati – which would be even worse)

  3. So what you’re saying is that your kids are on a revenge binge? Time to get out the cammo gear, Dave. Flack jacket would be good too.

    Can you survive tonight? How well prepared are the enemy?

  4. Things got off to an uneven start when the Troll Princess managed to lock me out of the house. At this point Mrsdave had been gone less than an hour.

    I had to stop here to wipe away the sudden tears of mirth.

    I look forward to hearing more.

  5. I don’t think that either of our kids could buy something on ebay, but I only say that because they’ve never watched us do it. If they watched us do enough ‘buy it now’ auctions where you don’t have to enter a price then I expect that they could pick it up without too much trouble.

    That said, we do password protect our machines, but mainly because we fear having hundreds of photos or emails deleted.

  6. Well if you read the post, Dave, you’ll see the parents claimed she did a lot more than just hit “buy now”. Sorry to drag you away from your Mr Mom duties (and Twitter). Cheers.

  7. I think that the story is plausible Ray, the Troll Princess can find the icon to start up a web browser and open the bookmarks that she likes. The odd bit is the $20,000 figure, unless it was a set price I’d be surprised to see a kid enter something other than a random string of text.

  8. Oh well, no one’s contradicted or even commented on the post I wrote yet. I usually find that if people disagree with what I write they don’t mind saying so. So I’ll take the silence as meaning most people don’t believe the Kiwi parents’ story. It’s either that or the whole world has its head up its collective backside today!

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