Sunday, October 08, 2006
Cupcake cooks up some birds
Every now and then I get invited over to help eat at Cupcake place. Somehow I doubt it's just to consume food. I'm sure there's some other reason for me being there. Perhaps to tell the tales of the single life which Cupcake and William seem so enchanted with. Maybe it's just a clever way to distract the kids.
"Look kids! It's uncle Derek!". I don't know how or why but somehow that brings a shudder to my spine. As a single, unparent (is that even a term?), I find kids quite tiring. They're nice enough, especially these kids, but wow do they ever tire you out with the relentless questions and entertaining they require. I still have nightmares of reading a book 12 times to Asha about a mouse that lived on a farm. I can see cupcake laughing as I write this.
Picture a person with a lot of energy, at least I thought so at the time, about to read a book to a little girl who's about half the size. "Once upon a time there was a mouse who ran a farm...". After reading the book, the girl would squeal "Again, again!". By the ending of reading number twelve picture the same guy with all the energy sucked out of him lying on the couch with a finger barely touching the book now located on the coffee table with the lines from the book burnt into his brain. The kid's still squealing "Again, again!".
I concede that kids are a lot of work. It's times like this when I appreciate the singledom I have been given. Although not being single doesn't necessarily mean you have kids. I'll have to give that a bit more thought.
The baby Fin looks confused
As much as raising a baby seems so foreign to me having a "single" life and going out seems to be just as foreign to the Cupcake family. They were single at one point? Surely they would remember what it was like? I suppose the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence.