BlogHer prompt for Monday, November 10: What knowledge do you have that others don’t? Write a “how to” post about anything you’ve got skills for, small or large.
Dedicated to my father. “Appa”, whose birthday is tomorrow.
Turn off the internet and confiscate the laptops
Switch the lights off and tuck your girls in
And in the darkness, smile at the invisible sulks
Your daughters make while half-asleep.
Wake them up in the morning
Be useful by panicking about time
And asking repeatedly, “Have you forgotten..?”
Ignore their rolling eyes, and look around for what they’ve missed.
Miss them while they’re gone
All those hours in school
Which turn to months in college
Kiss them when they’re back
They secretly like it, though they say stop,
Their eyes will shine with home.
Complain about not having a boy around
Buy a football in vain to get them interested
Make them stay awake at night for World Cups,
But sit through their makeover-daddy sessions
And smile wickedly for a selfie with them.
Fight with them, make them run to mama
Be the baby, let them pet and pamper you
Pretend to sleep and wake up with a roar,
Enjoy their frustrated, “appa, stop!”
As much as their “miss you appa” over the phone.
Love them with all of your heart
And watch them break it over and over
Knowing without a doubt that
They’ll always come back,
Cos they’re appa’s girls.