tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690472945730852036.post3344539965586426147..comments2023-08-16T11:00:39.023+01:00Comments on Dear Dave: Maths & MaturityDadsDinnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00409820799442134743noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690472945730852036.post-19238590335206093652008-09-17T20:22:00.000+01:002008-09-17T20:22:00.000+01:00I used to hide biscuits that way until the day Spr...I used to hide biscuits that way until the day Sprog2 came into the kitchen a split second after I'd popped one in my mouth. He then proceeded to tell me all about level 3 of his game in great detail. Despite the fact that my only response was to grunt and nod, he kept me there for several minutes, my cheeks bulging like a hamster.<BR/><BR/>Now I make sure the kids are on a different floor of theDadsDinnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00409820799442134743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690472945730852036.post-76247215449145654202008-09-17T16:25:00.000+01:002008-09-17T16:25:00.000+01:00Funny... I eat my cookies like that so the kids wo...Funny... I eat my cookies like that so the kids won't see and I won't have to share. Priorities.<BR/><BR/>I know I lost the age battle the last time my Sister in law came over and I noticed how annoying twenty one year olds are. Always talking about boys and never being able to figure out why their credit card bills keep going up even thought they make the minimum payments. Shoot me now before I Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com