Melissa Edgley observed as her husband and her daughter played on the dinning room table. Little Stephenie was squealing with delight as Desmond started to scream in high pitched tones.
"I really wish you didn't play that game with her." She sighed, giving Desmond a tired look.
"Why? I am playing with a daughter, I'm not going to be able to do this when she skips off to uni, or when she arrives home with a boyfriend or if she gets married or-"
"I'm fine with you playing with her, Desmond, but reenacting the Titanic sinking using a teapot is strange. And it spills tea all over the table."
"Oh..."
Yes, I did this today with a small child.
Well...a twelve year old...