Dads day off

Mary got up as usual but she could smell something yummy happening in the kitchen.

Curious Mary had to investigate. She found dad happily singing away making pancakes of all things.

“Good morning Mary” greeted dad, with a massive smile as she put pancakes on a plate ready to be covered in fruit salad (Mary’s favorite, it tasted like sweets).

“Morning” replied a sleepy Mary with a dopey smile eagerly eating.

“What are we going to do today?” asked dad.

“Erm I don’t know what are you doing today” replied a confused Mary.

“Well I have a day off so what do you want to do that you normally don’t get a chance to?” asked dad.

Oh my goodness thought Mary, so many choices. “You could help me finish building my tree house, or we could build a fort, oh or we could paint some pictures for mum and Joe?” gushed Mary at a ridiculous rate.

“OK how about we try to do them all.” Said dad, Where will we start?”

“With the tree house” said mary and with that she finished her breakfast and put on her wellies.

Mary turned into the director ordering her dad to put certain branches at certain angles. After all of the heavy things had been put in place she helped move the rest and get the roof secure.

“that was a good mornings work,” said dad

How about some tea?” asked Mary as she handed him a cup, “you are my first customer, I hope you like it.”

“Oh wow this tea is excellent” said dad playing along, “but do you know what would make it better? A cookie.”

“Oh dear I don’t have any said a disappointed Mary.

“We could make some, I know its not in your schedule but I’m sure there is time.”

And with that they left the tree house and headed back to the house for cookies.

Mary found the recipe book mum always used and found her favorite recipe (she had marked it so she knew what mum was making) "here is is dad” she advised.

“OK, lets se if I remember how to do this” he said with a wink.

He measured out all of the ingredients separately. “That’s not how mum does it” said Mary.

“Oh, oh dear well well keep going and see what happens,” said dad as he followed the instructions and put the cookies into the oven.

“Now we have 20 minutes to build a fort so we can enjoy our cookies while drawing and watching cartoons.”

“I’m on it” exclaimed Mary as she jumped up in search of the blankets and cushions required.

She took all of the throws, cushions and rugs to the corner of the room beside the sofa, now the fort building commenced. Just as she put the last cushion in the corner of the fort the buzzer of the over went off.

Cookies are ready, but they’re really hot, why don’t we draw some pictures for mum and joe? The cookies should be cold enough to eat after that.

Mary looked out her crayons and got to work.

Both Mary and Dad headed to the fort to sit down and watch some cartoons.

“hello, we’re home” said mum. No response that’s odd, she opened the sitting room door to find both Mary and dad asleep in the fort with a tray of cookies on the kitchen counter.

“hello”, said mum a lot softer but a lot closer.

Hello said dad how was your day?

Busy but not as fun as yours mum replied.