Boots – The Out of Depth Dad

I feel like one of those highly painted ornamental figures that you see in Bavarian clocks – going round and around in circles on a pre-allotted path every morning. Some day soon I’ll find myself clanging a bell and singing some indistinguishable ditty as each quarter hour strikes.
Why am I wearing out the pavements?
It all comes down to the time of day. Between 10 and 11 EVERY morning, I walk in circles with my son in his buggy.
Why?
Because this is his ‘Nap-time’.