Wednesday 30 August 2006

Setting expectations

I was outside last evening with Alice while Mom tortured Corwin with violin practice. I tried out one of the pump rocket shooters. On the first shot I managed to get the rocket stuck in a tree. Alice made sympathetic noises while I knocked it down out the tree. The next time, I missed the tree and when the rocket landed Alice cried out “You did it Daddy!”. From then on, success was defined as “hitting the ground with the rocket”. From Alice’s point of view, Dad’s a mean shot with the rocket.

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