"Daddy, that's a super-cool car. Because. Because it has a kleenex box in the back window."
So cute. And yet, they can be such little shits sometimes. Even going so far as to be complete little monsters to Mom. On Mother's Day. Poor form.
Not very smart. I was hoping my guys were better than that.
So what do I do when I get really, I mean realllly ticked off at the kiddos?
I sit them down in front of the TV and let them watch as much as they want. And I feed them McDonald's.
Okay, I don't feed them Micky D's, but I give them sweets and let them veg out and destroy their brains for a while in front of the boob tube. Mean. I know.
Posted by BilFish at May 15, 2006 11:08 AM