Monday morning: We are ten minutes into our latest attempt to leave the house. My youngest has another cold. My eldest has initiated Operation Enduring Hinderance, because she can.
Me: Can you put your shoes on please, Sweetheart?
My Eldest: I just jumped off the sofa!
M: I saw you. Can you put your shoes on please?
M.E: Daddy, why are you big?
M: Because I’m Daddy. Put your shoes on, please.
M.E: I want some raisins… Where are my raisins?
M: Put your shoes on now, please.
M.E: I don’t like the strap ones.
M: All your shoes have straps! Now put your shoes on.
M.E: I can’t do it on my own!
M: Yes you can. Put your shoes on please.
M.E: Will Grandma Mair help?
M: She’s in Somerset. Put your shoes on, please.
M: Put your shoes on NOW!
I’m suddenly reminded of Jeremy Paxman interviewing Michael Howard on Newsnight a few years back.
I wonder if Mr. Howard wears strap shoes, too?