Wednesday, September 26, 2007

I'm Rubber, You're Glue

I just got back from a lunch-time run to Target. I was missing a key article of clothing for my upcoming part-time gig at the Spooky Woods, which starts on Thursday. And judging from last night's training session, I can go ahead and assure you that something hilarious will happen during our six week adventure. For example, I found out that I have control of the skeleton top of the ticket booth that "pees" on people who are waiting in line. How much fun is that going to be?
But I digress...
While in the store today, I passed a Mom walking about twenty feet ahead of her tear-streaked, crimson-faced little boy.
He yelled ahead to her, "Yeah, well, I DON'T LIKE YOU VERY MUCH!!"
To which she replied, talking back over her shoulder, "Eh, I could live with that."
This is the parenting stage commonly referred in scholarly journals as "Giving up and Not Liking Your Kids- The Only Healthy Option"
Make a note.

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