Last night when I came home from picking up Trevor at gymnastics, I was met by Marc telling me what a bad Dad he was. Okay… I did a quick assessment. Things couldn’t have been that bad, Emma was sitting in the dining room eating popcorn and Addy was at the sink washing off eggs.
Apparently Marc and the girls were putting the chickens away for the night, first they checked for eggs, and as it was starting to get dark, they then put the birds securely into the hen house. Making sure that all was locked up tight, Emma and Marc then came into the house, drank water and Emma went to watch TV while Marc did some dishes.
It wasn’t until a bit later when Emma started wondering why Addy wasn’t watching the TV with her, that it occurred to Emma to look out the window.
“I saw Addy in the chicken coop with a red face” said Emma as she recounted the story to me.
Yup, that’s right.
My husband had accidentally locked our daughter in the hen house. With all those chickens. At night.
Just for your information, if you ever decide to do this to your first born baby girl, this is what you will get:
Addy did have a red face because she was CRYING. I ask you – Who wouldn’t be crying if left alone locked up with 34 birds – in the dark – where no one can hear you scream? If it sounds like the plot for a horror film, that’s because it is. I personally know of one friend who would have just gone and had a heart attack right then and there and gotten it all over with.
Great. Now Addy’s going to have nightmares for the rest of her life about being left behind trapped in hell with a bunch of birds. Most parents screw their kids up by being too lenient, or by not paying enough attention, or by simply not knowing how to do the right thing.
Oh but not us, we screw up our kid by abandoning her with a flock of fowl.
Addy – feel free to send Daddy all your therapy bills when you get older. Sweetheart, on this account, I think he owes you.