I’m sending the sheared crusts of Excitable’s peanut-butter-on-sourdough sandwich swirling down the disposal when the boy himself bounds into the kitchen. He speaks with an uncharacteristic early-morning verve as I tie the handles of the plastic bag bearing his name, underlined and in bold black letters.
“Is the word, ‘Eh?’”
“No!” his enthusiasm undampened by my interruption. “On each card was a bikini model!”
“Oh.”
“Yeah! But then the counselor took them away. After that, the game just wasn’t the same.”
Oy.
Oy indeed. And it just devolves from there.
ReplyDeleteSigned,
Mother of two twenty-something boys
As if my day was not already ruined.
DeleteWhen you were in Vegas, did you have to tell him not to pick up any of the cards laying on the sidewalks?
ReplyDeleteThat and not to pick up any hookers.
DeleteAfter that the game never is the same...
ReplyDeleteSo true. So sad and so true.
DeleteYe cats. Sounds like the world is about to get a lot bigger...
ReplyDelete... especially in his pants.
DeleteWell it could be worse. They could go on the internet and find...stuff. At least it was only playing cards!
ReplyDeleteThe computers are armed with parental controls and tracking software. Which makes using them quite the chore for me.
DeleteAnd so it begins.....
ReplyDeleteThanks for the reminder. Again ... Oy!
DeleteFlash forward a a couple of years when said card sharks start showing up to "hang out" with the Diva.... (UGH!!)
ReplyDeleteAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
DeleteI like that that you say {as|like} my friend thanks
ReplyDeleteUh, you're welcome?
DeleteI think we all know why the counselor took them away.
ReplyDeleteHe wanted the cards for himself (wink, wink, nudge, nudge).
DeleteOh boy!! And OY VEY is right!
ReplyDeleteYou got that right.
DeleteIts so hard to keep stuff like that from kids(at least until its age appropriate). I always jump for the remote or the radio knob when something especially unsavory comes on. My husband said to give it up because they're gonna see it any way, and it makes me look like I have a nervous disorder. Plus its obviously not working that well since my 3yo sings Im sexy and I know it in his underwear. Ah well no stopping the train once its out of the station and barreling towards adulthood :(
ReplyDeleteAs a Canadian I'm sort of surprised it wasn't girls in parkas, and as a Mom of a pre-teen boy....I'm kinda freaked out! I'm sure in a similar scenario my response would be oye and head shaking.
ReplyDeleteRaj