In our house, the tennis is generally eclipsed by the Tour de France.
When daddy is actually allowed the remote control that is…
In an attempt to get a bit more TV time he has been trying to instil a love of all things Tour in the boys.
He thought he might be getting somewhere when he asked the 4yo what the spotty jersey meant:
4yo: ‘It’s the King of the Mountains daddy!’
Daddy: ‘Yes! Yes it is.’
4yo: ‘King of the mountains… Does that mean he gets to tell the mountains what to do?’
Daddy: *sigh*
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So close yet so far hehehe x
I know! Poor hubby, still having record and watch it into the wee small hours :)
i loose my OH to le tour….he disappears to the loo and then never comes back. Mind you we all watched Murray!!!
We all watched Murray too – first time I’ve watched a whole match in years :) My OH just ends up staying up till midnight catching up!
Reasonable deduction!
Indeed :)