Sir and I were messing about in the kitchen today and I called him “tall person”.
“If I’m’tall person’, that must make you ‘small person'”he chuckled exuberantly.
“No!” I squealed, but it stuck, and I’m now “Small person”.
None of it has really had any connotations of anything DDlg and it’s been more about stature, that was, until Sir called me “little one”.
I was somewhere between shocked, offended and confused. I went through a lot of emotions with not a lot of time between them all. There was the pull of calling him “Daddy”, combined with my long-standing resistance in the wake of the loss of my father.
Sir apologised and said it was wrong of him. He said he’d only done it to see how I’d react. It wasn’t ‘wrong’, but it did leave me feeling confused. he’d never called me “little one” before, it’d never been discussed.
Thinking more, I’m beginning to think that part of the reason DDlg doesn’t work for us us because Sir and I are remarkably close in age, at 32 and 30. On average, it seems, the age difference between a Daddy and his little is at least 3-5 years, and for us that isn’t the case.
Sir wants me not to feel confused, but right now, I feel more confused than ever. I’m not much younger than him, I’m not his little one, am I? Perhaps Badocks will have all the answers..