Typically after supper, Ridge and I play a game that Ridge gleefully refers to as CHASE RIDGE. The game is played by Daddy chasing Ridge as fast as he can around the kitchen. The rules are simple: continuously chase Ridge until he is bored with the game. If you stop to rest at any time during the game you are yelled at and severely scolded by Ridge.
Tonight however, Ridge decided at add a little twist to our nightly sporting event. Ridge demanded that I wear a plastic bucket on my head while he chased me through the house with a toy lawnmower. I was given strict instructions that under no circumstances was I allowed to remove the bucket from my head during the game. After about ten minutes I thought I was going to collapse from carbon dioxide poisoning.
Good times.
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