On defending profiteroles from children (and no longer writing dad posts)

by Brendan Strong

“You won’t like those… they taste like whiskey”

(They are profiteroles – they don’t really)

“No…” says the eldest, not missing a trick: “They taste like yummy chocolate!”

“Yes!” says the youngest, with fake surprise-glee: “I love the taste of whiskey!”

Idiot-me sees an opportunity

To Teach!


I take a bottle

From the cupboard,

Take off the lid

And then, I invite them to sniff.

“Oh, yuck!” says the eldest, with a face of disdain

“Yum!” says the youngest, with fake-smile maintained.

And this is why

I no longer write

Blog posts about parenting.