A few weeks ago I was in bed with LagosDad.

Get your mind out of the gutter!  I was playing Candy Crush and he was reading the Daily Mail!

Anyway, I finally completed a level in the game that had been irritating me for days on end.  I shouted out, “YESSSS!”  When he looked over at me, I explained that I’d finally finished level XXX of Candy Crush.  Notice how I’m not saying which level?

LagosDad then tells me, “You really need to get a life.”

WHAT?!  Who does he think he is anyway?

I looked at him and said, “How could you say such a thing to me?  Don’t you know by now that Candy Crush is my life?”

He now thinks, and no doubt so do you, that I am beyond help.