Proof I was born to be a father

Walking to get my bike to take Maddoc to nursery this morning I notice that he seems to be walking strangely.

ME: You okay, Maddoc did you hurt yourself?

MADDOC: Okay Daddy, inte hurt (inte is Swedish for not)

So I put him on the bike and off we go.

Minutes later, arriving at nursery, I notice when taking his boots off that I have put them on the wrong feet…

About Mark S. Deniz

English teacher, writer, editor, publisher, reviewer and blogger. Founder of publishing company, Morrigan Books and imprint, Gilgamesh Press and editor-in-chief for review site, Beyond Fiction. Also cycles, plays floorball, listens to lots and lots of music, reads a ton of books and tries to fit in some TV, film and writing too. View all posts by Mark S. Deniz

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