Dear internet diary that isn’t secret and can be accessed by anyone who cares to,
Last night some fucking cool things happened. If you were one of those fuck-off, fancy, sentient diaries then you’d know that it was Mother’s Day yesterday, but you’re not, so trust me when I tell you that it was Mother’s Day yesterday.
Like a dutiful and loving son, I went to mum’s house for dinner. It’s part of my carefully maintained facade of being a dutiful and loving son. Anyway, my youngest brother, his wife and my nieces were also in attendance. Dad was there too but he doesn’t feature too prominently in this story so doesn’t need a big mention.
It was a couple of months late, but I finally had the book I’d written for my youngest niece’s birthday ready and so I gave that to her. She sat on my lap as I read it to her and smiled and pointed out all the important bits on the pages and stuff. My older niece came and sat on the arm of my chair and leant on my shoulder so she could see the book too. It was quite nice and sweet.
My 5yo niece started school this year and she said to me “I can read books by myself now too.” And then she read me a book. I’m totally fucking biased but I thought she was pretty fucking excellent for a five year old. She only stumbled on one word and she sounded it out for herself. No pointing at the page and following her finger either. She was just reading. Colour me a proud uncle.
Also there were other things, but honestly, is there anything more awesome than hanging out with your nieces and knowing that soon you’ll be able to teach them to swordfight and throw ninja stars?