Children don't come with a manual. It's a point bemoaned by many parents. What's worse- what works for one child doesn't necessarily transmit to the second. The man and I, as all parents, have resolved to do our best. They are both more familiar with Voltron than Sponge Bob and are prone to quote archived Looney Toons more often than not. The boy and girl are making their way through one episode of Popeye a day and my next plans are to introduce the boy to time honored classics as Thundercats and the girl to She-Ra and Jem. Oh yes....Jem is a must.
We're making headway. Both kids know the lyrics to "Ghost Busters" by heart and had a duck when the man brought home a poster with the awesome logo against a black background.
The next words out of the boy were, "Wow! Can I have a Queen poster for my room!?" Our work here is done. He comes home from school with comments on how a Justin Bieber song was played on the announcements at school, but is quick with the snarky response of , "Yeah. but he's got nothin' on David Bowie." Ha! Judge our parenting skills now, will you!?
Granted. they're children. The glories of the REAL Halloween films will come in time. And yes, oh yes, GWAR will be introduced at a time to be determined for we are not going to give our children up to popular culture without a fight. For whereas we do not intend on raising Hans or Franz, we will indubitably raise children who understand "it is better to look good than to feel good," can hold a "coffee talk" for the masses and appreciate a good "candy gram" when they see it - shark not withstanding.
So get out your leggings, brick cell phones and pagers. These kids are hip to be square.
The morning comes early - especially when there are birds nesting under your porch and keeping ungodly hours. Sweet gardening dreams.
December 3, 2013 - Thank You, Robbie!
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