That’s A Weight Off Of His Shoulders

| Related | June 5, 2014

(My family is on holiday in Cornwall. It is raining but, being British, we decide not to let that bother us. My brother is two and riding on my dad’s shoulders with his umbrella conveniently keeping them both dry. I am seven and I walk alongside them with my own umbrella. We’ve been walking for a long time before my dad freezes and turns in a full circle, panicked.)

Dad: “[My Name], where’s your brother?”

Me: “He’s on your shoulders, Dad.”

(My dad has a moment of realization as my brother starts to laugh.)

Me: “How did you think you were keeping dry?”

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