One to many relationships
Some days you wish you never had to get out of bed. Saturday was one of those days. It was my wife's turn to sleep in meaning that whenever our daughter got up was when I got up. She chose 7am.
To give my wife a break, I decided to take my daughter out to get us both some breakfast as a treat. I had planned to catch the 8.26am bus to Greensborough. After finding the rain cover for the stroller wasn't actually WITH the stroller like it was in them thar good ole daystm, I wasted 3 or 4 minutes finding where my wife had left it when she decided she was never going to go out in potentially wet weather with our daughter. Meaning I watched the bus zoom past as I turned around the corner to the bus stop.
Having misread the timetable, I watched another bus go in the same direction 16 minutes later whilst standing on the opposite side of the road waiting for a bus in the opposite direction to Bundoora instead. Whilst pulling out my phone manufactured by a company who believes in putting rootkits on music CDs before selling them to unsuspecting consumers, it dropped from my pocket onto the tactile tiles on the ground thus putting a large set of cracks on the screen.
The day fortunately stopped getting worse from there after the bus arrived and we enjoyed an excellent reasonably priced breakfast at Degani's at University Hill Bundoora - highly recommended.
On the bus on the way home I heard my 17 month old daughter utter her first sentence - 4 words strung together to express a cogent concept. "Bussy home to mummy?"
It's that one moment that makes the many others seem so far away...
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