There’s one source of marital discord in our house and that’s our children’s football team. We’ve divided them fairly (one boy/one girl) each but Bert has been displaying disturbing Bulldogs tendencies thanks to being taken to games by his mum and nana. I’ve begun to try clawing him back by taking him to Tiger games but the allure of nana was proving strong.
Then, today, Bert drew me a picture.
He may yet be mine.