We promised our daughter a trampoline for her birthday, which was in March. And we still haven’t got her one. How Beta is that?
I’m overwhelmed by the choice – you can get a piece of equipment to bounce on for anything from £80 – £600. Presumably the £80 ones won’t last the summer, especially if they’re prone to rust, but how much do we need to spend to get one that’s big enough for two, strong enough for me to have a go, and sturdy enough to last until they’re too old to get out of bed in the morning?
We could always give her an I.O.U.
She’s used to those.
She went to her purse the other day for a spot of Scrooge-like counting – they both like to know exactly how much money they have at any given time – and found very few coins, but a piece of paper instead.
It said –
“I owe you £4. Love from Daddy.”
And it wasn’t the first time he’d filched from his six year old daughter.
Last week on the way home from school Hannah suddenly complained that she had less money in her purse than she thought.
This simple statement escalated into full-blown attack and counter-attack.
“You took it Ben.”
“No I didn’t, you always blame me. I didn’t take your money.”
“Are you sure Ben?” from me, trying to mediate, but suspicious given his past history.
“Why do you always believe her and not me?” from Ben, quick to twist an accusation into a counter-accusation.
And so it went on until we reached the house, where we found Mike sitting at the kitchen table engrossed in the crossword.
It took him a few moments to register –
a) our return
b) the ongoing conflict
c) the reason for it
“Ah,” he said, finallly putting his pen down, “it wasn’t Ben, it was me.”
“You?” I thought I was the only one who would stoop low enough to steal from our children.
“Yes, er, I needed some cash. It was only £1.50.”
Hannah, not one to miss an opportunity, countered with a quick -
“It was £2 Daddy.”
And so she was reimbursed, with interest.
Ben felt he deserved compensation for libellous assumptions about his behaviour, but had to make do with an apology.
At least Mike averted another war by using an I.O.U. the next time.
But I don’t think a large piece of paper with “I.O.U. a trampoline” would do the trick, so we will have to make a decision and fullfil our promise.
Otherwise she may move back to her original request – a real dog.