Ah yes, life's skills consist of many disciplines and when one masters something we all become immediately addicted to it, insisting on performing it time and time and time and time and time again.
Think back to your first skip, the delight at being able to burp to order and the wonderful feeling of unbridled joy at mastering your balance whilst riding your 2 wheeled cycle.
Well, those heady days of achievement have landed upon this family in possibly the most annoying fashion known to any living man or beast. During The past few days Samuel, at the grand age of 5, has mastered the art of snapping his finger and thumb together to create that wonderful 'click' sound known to waiters and bar tenders around the world.
What makes this achievement even more amazingly special is the fact that dear Samuel is somehow effortlessly ambidextrous (should we have him tested for this genius?) at the forgotten art of finger snapping and has a seemingly insatiable appetite for performing his new found skill.
At any point of the day we find ourselves subjected to a cacophony of varying pitched clicking sounds which could only be described as being surrounded by 1 billion crickets and Micheal FLatley.
It's truly beyond words and is driving us all to complete insanity.
Well done Samuel, we are very proud of you and we can't wait for you to master the art of the whistle and armpit hand fart.
Love us all.
Think back to your first skip, the delight at being able to burp to order and the wonderful feeling of unbridled joy at mastering your balance whilst riding your 2 wheeled cycle.
Well, those heady days of achievement have landed upon this family in possibly the most annoying fashion known to any living man or beast. During The past few days Samuel, at the grand age of 5, has mastered the art of snapping his finger and thumb together to create that wonderful 'click' sound known to waiters and bar tenders around the world.
What makes this achievement even more amazingly special is the fact that dear Samuel is somehow effortlessly ambidextrous (should we have him tested for this genius?) at the forgotten art of finger snapping and has a seemingly insatiable appetite for performing his new found skill.
At any point of the day we find ourselves subjected to a cacophony of varying pitched clicking sounds which could only be described as being surrounded by 1 billion crickets and Micheal FLatley.
It's truly beyond words and is driving us all to complete insanity.
Well done Samuel, we are very proud of you and we can't wait for you to master the art of the whistle and armpit hand fart.
Love us all.
Flatley leader of the clicks.