Disciplining a mouthy tween is tough, most days I'm some where between rising above and ignoring his eye rolling to screaming "The power of Christ compels you!" while smacking him with a rolled up newspaper. Has he been possessed by some snarky demon with poor reasoning skills and a total lack of impulse control? Maybe.
I guess it could be worse I read today a thirteen year old robbed a bank. I couldn't help but thinking what gave a thirteen year old the guts to pull off a bank heist? We live in a generation where we don't ever knock our kids down a peg because that might wound their fragile ego. So they grow up all empowered and that turns to entitled, and that turns to horrible disappointment when they find out not everyone thinks they are as "special" as their moms thought they were...which leads to depression and next thing you know you have a thirty something unemployed alcoholic living in your basement asking you where his clean underwear are. But lets not get into analyzing my nightmares...or my brother-in-law.
I bet that thirteen year old's mom told him he could be anything he wanted to be if he just set his mind to it. In this economy you've got to admit the kid didn't pick a totally bad line of work. As for me, I'm going to stick with treating Joe like a really bad dog that has been possessed by the devil. "The power of Christ compels you! (whack whack) The power of Christ compels you! (whack whack). I think its starting to work. He didn't start projectile vomiting, but he did fetch me my slippers.
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