So, my son's friend came over the house to "play" today. Now, that's the key term here, "play".
Geez, I really hope this kid's Mother isn't reading this. Anyway, he came over and the first thing that I thought was "Wow, this kid is big, he's even got bigger tities than ME. So all this kid wanted to do was play video games in my son's room. Now, I'm one of those parents where I kick my kids out of the house if it's a nice day. I really believe that there are really cool constructive things to do besides watch t.v. and play video games. As a matter of fact, we do own a video game system, but I won't allow it to be hooked up and played with very often. So, on that note, this kid was pissed because I wouldn't allow the system to be played with and told the two of them to go out and play. He didn't like that very much. He decided to call his 900 lb Mom up on the phone and told her to come and get him because I was being mean. HUH? Mean? Are you for f-cking real?
What
happened to the good ol days when all you did was play outside until it
got dark? We rode bikes around the block and went exploring. Neighbors
kept an eye out for each others kids, and gave out icy pops. Now ? Now,
you literally have to push these kids out of the door and when they're
out, you have to check to see if their icy pops have been poisoned by
the neighbors....I dunno...