Posted Friday, September 6, 2013 at 4:17am
My 10-month-old daughter has eyes of the most deep and piercing blue, same as her mother, and she turns them up at me with a questioning look after I whack her on the head. “Gah?” she queries – a catch-all babyism ranging in meaning from “Hello!” to, as here, “What the heck, Dad?” “Sorry kid,” I say, “Mosquitoes.” Then I head over to belabour my wife about her legs where the little buggers are lined up like Corsairs aboard a WWII aircraft carrier.
Ah, camping life in the Canadian wilderness.
