Should I be concerned about my children? Yesterday they decided that Pooh Bear had been turned over to the “dark side”. Body piercings and a criminal streak (such as stalking Rabbit) became the new hallmarks of the former “bear of little brain” now referred to as the “bear of violent impulses”.
Then later I found a beanie baby stuffed into applesauce jar that was filled with water. I had a grisly flashback to 10th grade biology. “What is this?” I roared.
Molly fessed up. Then she and Caleb began roaring with laughter. The beanie had been sent to its watery prison for beating up the other beanies.
Since we don’t watch TV, there certainly not getting it from there. Oh wait. I do corrupt them….we love James Bond movies.
And then again there’s the little fantasies I entertain from time to time. The kind where I’m taking a rude clerk by a tuft of their spiked hair and…..oh, never mind. I guess they come by it naturally.
Nature of the beast, I suppose.
