Monday, 5 March 2012


Milo says to me as I'm tucking him in the other day "Dad, I've never seen the sun rise." I was like, "Are you serious?"And he was all "For reals homey." So I says to him, "Do you wanna get up early and check it out tomorrow?" And Milo says "Sure." So I set my alarm for 6:35 cause the sun is due to pop up at 6:38. Next day we get up early and go down there and wouldn't you know it, it's fricken cloudy. But there is a bit of hope, there's a great big hole in the clouds. "If we hang around the sun might shine through the gap," I tell Milo. So we hang out and although we get some nice rays of light we don't get the sun. "BOOOOOOOO!" I scream at the sun. "YOU SUCK!" We leave the beach a bit disapointed. Few weeks later Iggy is all "Dad, I've never seen the sunrise." And I'm all, "Ok, tomorrow is the day." I look up the sunrise times and it's like 15 minutes earlier than last time. (You lose two minutes a day at this time of year which I thought was outrageous!) Anyway we get up super early but Milo is in a foul mood cause he pretty much hates mornings. Iggy is all dressed and running down the stairs and Milo is over it. But I'm like "Dude, this is the day, there's no clouds!" And he says "NNNNNYYYYAAAAGGGHHHH". So I pick him up and carry him to the beach. And you know what? It's a beautiful sunrise. Absolutely perfect and Milo just covers his eyes with hands the whole time and refuses to watch it. Then he runs inside with his hands over his eyes narrowly avoiding a fence. Milo still hasn't seen the sunrise and to be honest I don't think he cares for them.

Fig.1: Milo's not-quite sunrise

Fig.2: The sunrise Iggy saw that Milo refused to watch...

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