Jon was about to slip away when his dad suddenly opened one of the playhouse windows near him and found him standing right outside it. "Uh ... hi, Dad." It was all he could manage to get out. He was so flustered.
"Hi, yourself, Jon," his dad giggled, playfully greeting the rather flabbergasted teenager, who had seemingly appeared right outside his playhouse window. "Wanna play house? I can be the mommy and you can be the daddy. It'll be so much fun! Please, please, please!"
"Uh ... okay," Jon finally said, giving in and making the childishly dressed adult man smile from ear to ear. It was quite eerie and more than a bit unsettling. To hear his 40-year old father talk about playing house and to seemingly enjoy doing so was beyond weird.
Despite all this, Jon joined in and played house with his dad for a good half hour, before he grew tired of it and wanted to do something else. He clearly had his cousin's short attention span as well as her style and personality. But Jon wondered how someone like him could even function, given his age and the fact that he was both a husband and a father.
"You're fun, Jon. I like playing with you," he told Jon. "Now, let's play something else," he suggested mischievously.
