Teaching Our Children (Not) To Swear
Let me say first that our kids know there are words they’re not supposed to use: The “S” word. The “F” word. The “D” word. Ann Coulter.
Let me say first that our kids know there are words they’re not supposed to use: The “S” word. The “F” word. The “D” word. Ann Coulter.
In theory, we’re celebrating a somber occasion marking the anniversary of the death of Jesus and his eventual resurrection. In practice, we’re dying eggs that come from chickens with inks that come from plants and telling kids they come from rabbits. Then we’re hiding the eggs, waking up and pointing out where the eggs are to those same kids so they can “find” them, and eating roasted pigs and chocolate candy.
Not long ago, it was discovered that even Big Ugly Man Dolls have birthdays. Now, I’m at what I call the “Cards and Laughter” age, which is when someone cards you buying booze and you burst into laughter. I’m not complaining, but I’ve noticed I don’t get carded when I have the kids with me. […]
Sometimes, you take the kids to the zoo and not one critter is available for your viewing pleasure, or they’re out but they just lay there like logs, or they’re not doing anything you want to have to explain to the kids so you walk past the monkey enclosure very fast. Take the kids home […]
Ray’s Hell Burger, on Wilson Blvd in Arlington. Oh, hell yes.