I was just finishing getting dressed this morning when the bedroom door nudged open and in walked Monkey. Two things to note here: she was holding her Yoyo and she didn’t knock.
“Daddy,” she said, “you have a willy.”
I’m a bit worried already.
“And I haven’t. And Mummy hasn’t too. And Nuzzle and Scratch don’t have one too.”
“That’s correct”, I reply. This is difficult ground – one wrong answer and before I know it we could all be answering questions about why I can wee standing up…
“And that means we’re girls and we run the world and you don’t, no.”
Hold up – what….
She walks out, singing now… “Who runs the world, girls – who runs the world, girls, not Daddy no – who runs the world, girls…”
I’m a little confused now – was she defining that I am in the back seat when it comes to running the world? Beyoncé has questions to answer, here.