Knight in Tiny Armour
Mari had just turned 5 and we were having a birthday party for her. Some of her friends from Kindergarten were invited – both boys and girls. The girls played happily together in the kitchen, face-painting and making pictures. The boys, meanwhile, just wanted to rough and tumble.
So I engaged the boys in play fighting. Which was fine, until Florian saw them apparently attacking his Dad. And he was having none of it. Two years younger and outnumbered as he was, Florian fought off these little thugs, with a look of thunder on his face.
My heart filled with love, admiration and a little relief at Florian’s heroic defense of his old man. And, of course, I wrote a song about it…
Part 5