Early Father’s Day Present

I ducked into the study for some work last night, just after 8pm. About an hour and a half later I came back out to the lounge and caught Tress sleeping with her new partner again. There they were on the couch and the Simon and Garfunkel tune broke out in my mind… “Oh Theresa, you’re breaking my heart…” Anyway she was curled up on the couch under a blanket and Scruffy the little black jedi, our cute ebony black 1-year old schnoodle was lying next to her, head dangling over the edge of the couch. They’ve been sleeping together recently – in that fashion. That little black twerp looked satisfied beyond belief.

I crept up, sat next to them and turned the tele on. The Footy Show was on so I watched Sam Newman rant on about Ben Cousins for a little while. Warnie was a guest too so that’s always worth a viewing. A few minutes later kiddo came out of her room – she was doing some studying too, I think – and started busying herself in the kitchen.

“What’re you doing?” I asked. “Making lunch” she said. I was delirious with that response. She usually buys lunch on Fridays so obviously something was going on. “Making what?” It turned out she was pressing on with her austerity drive in order to boost a little kitty she has started. She had embarked on a project to save Europe from its economic woes – a project for which every cent counts. She was going to save her Friday lunch money – along with other sources of income – and augment that fund.

As icing on the cake, she asked if I wanted lunch made too. I wasn’t going to let that pass so I said yes please. The sight of her packing lunch in the kitchen close to 10pm was not to be passed up without reaching for a ubiquitous mobile phone camera. No, I wont put that picture up but it’s there on my phone now – kiddo packing lunch for herself and … for me! That is certainly a fantastic early Father’s Day present for yours truly.