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| Another ten minutes - A daughter's Kiss |
| Posted on 26/09/04 at 05:35 by NGONGE |
Yesterday, I took my three-year-old daughter to the park. She ran around and made a lot of noise for an hour or so and then we went home. On our way there, we stopped at a newsagents. I was going to buy a newspaper to read all about the football results. She wanted sweets. Her mother had specifically told me not to buy her sweets. I wasnt going to surrender. I crouched down to pick up a newspaper of the bottom shelf and she stole a kiss! It was so unplanned and unexpected. I almost fainted. I wanted to buy her all the sweets in the shop. I did (almost). We went back home. She was skipping about thinking of all those sweets and I was floating on air thinking about the love my little girl has for me. We got home all smiles and happiness and knocked on the door. My wife opened the door. All the happiness disappeared. We both panicked. I was going to get a telling off and she was going to lose her sweets! I decided to sacrifice my peace of mind. I decided to stand up for my little girl and help her keep all her sweets. I went on the offensive straight away and told my wife that those sweets are going nowhere. My wife said what sweets? . I said the sweets we got from the shop . She said what about them? . I said youre not taking them . She said why would I want to do that? . I said because you told me not to get her any sweets . She said oh, that? I knew you were going to buy her sweets even as I was saying it . I said so its ok for her to keep her sweets? . She said of course it is, Im just going to keep them for her somewhere safe . I smiled and pretended to lean down and take my shoes off. My daughter didnt kiss me this time. She was eying her mother suspiciously. I laughed and told her that everything was ok. I told her that her mother is not going to confiscate her sweets from her. Shes only going to put them somewhere safe. My daughter didnt seem to believe me but gave in under the gaze of her mother. I ran to the living room and switched the DVD player on. I played a Disney movie. It was Monsters INC. It was my daughters favourite. I called her over and told her to come and watch. I pretended to lean down to pick up the remote control. She didnt kiss me! I sat back down all sad and melancholic. Why wont she kiss me again? I didnt eat anything that evening and hardly smiled at anyone. If I wasnt a reasonable man I might have considered suicide.
My wife noticed all of this and asked me what was the matter. I tried to change the subject but she kept on asking until I finally told her. She laughed and said if you want her to kiss you that much, why dont you just ask her? . I said asking her is not the same as her doing on her own . She said its just a kiss . I said its more than a kiss. She wanted to do it. At that precise moment, she loved me .
She said she still loves you, silly . I said how do you know that? Shes not showing it anymore .
She mumbled to herself Im married to a mad man . I told her that I heard that. She said well, its true. Why are you driving yourself crazy about a simple kiss ? I said youd never understand . She said I dont think anyone can understand you . I said yeah, not even my little daughter who used to love me . She said stop feeling sorry for yourself . I said leave m alone . She said I wont, not unless you stop this rubbish . She was ready for another argument. I liked feeling sorry for myself and I didnt want her to spoil the feeling. I pretended to agree with her so shell let me wallow in my sorrow. Ten minutes later, I got up and went to bed.
I dreamt of parks, sweets and my little daughter kissing me. I woke up. It wasnt a dream! She was kissing me. For a tiny second, I got all those great feelings back. I almost floated off the bed. On my way up, I saw my wifes face behind my daughters. I fell back into bed and lost all those great feelings. She put her up to it! I told them both to go away and leave me alone. I told my daughter not to kiss me again unless she really wanted to. She looked confused. I didnt care. It was a matter of principle.
For the rest of the day, she kept coming up to me and kissing me. Her mother was never far behind either. I didn't give in. I stuck to my guns. After a while, they both gave up and decided to ignore me. I felt sad losing all that attention but a man has to stand for his principles regardless of what is lost. I repeated those words to myself again and again. I forgot all about them and started daydreaming about a black and white film on the TV. My one-year-old daughter who I somehow forgot about while obsessed with her sisters kisses, came over and planted a lovely kiss on my cheek. I paused. Looked around, and when I saw no sign of interference from her mother or sister, I rejoiced. I was over the moon. My baby girl loves me and she wants nothing back in return. I realised that these kisses are very random and extremely hard to replicate. Im still working on a method to hypnotise my girls into kissing me without me asking (or their mother putting them up to it).
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