Please someone, tell me when it will stop. She’s so far from discerning in her choices, that her future choice of boyfriend is already worrying me.
It’s been everyone with dangly bits, from the old geezer bloke sitting outside our local pub, parking wardens, drunks and beyond. In fact, the only theme running throughout, is that they could all be considered life’s undesirables.
There are some would say, that given my track record, prior to my gorgeous, wonderful, handsome OH, its hardly surprising. But at least I can look back and blame beer goggles / wine goggles / vodka goggles… oh, so there’s a theme running there too.
And it’s not to say that she is anything other than 100% sure of who her daddy is (as am I BTW). She squeals with delight when she hears him arrive home at night. She often reminds me during the day, “daddy, work”. So, what is behind her anointing randoms as her pa is beyond me. But I do hope she grows out of it soon. Not least because I am starting to get a bit of a reputation.