This past Saturday I spent at a crop at Back Porch Memories celebrating National Scrapbook Day. It was great fun, lots of goodies, great sales, and wonderful hospitality. I got like 10 layouts done and learned how to play with some new tools and such. Tim Holtz Distressing Paint is my new favorite. Can't wait to play with some more! I want it in gallon size though! LOL
The 80's going away party for my friend Amy was Friday night. It was a hit! I do have picts to post, but am typing from a remote computer... those will have to wait until I get home. There are some great ones though!! DH judged the costumes that we put together, organized our games for us, and then made sure we each had an air mattress or couch. What a sweetie!
OK - so on with the title. Sunday, DH and I were checking out at the commissary when we overheard a conversation between a mother and her son standing in line behind us. Apparently, he had picked up a treat of some sort and was doing his best to try to convince his mom that he needed this. He started off with, " Mom, it has been like a long time, a year, maybe two years since I have gotten anything like this!" Then he must have licked the box because the mom was going on and on about him licking the box - yucky! Then he said, "Mom, I admit that you are my mom ~ but I think that you should help to convince me that you are my mom by showing me some caring and generosity." She continued with,"I will not be manipulated by my 7 year old son!" He said, "Mom, I am not manipulating you. I deserve it." And her ranting went on and on... blah! blah! blah! As I am trying not to laugh my a** off... I am thinking to myself how she could have easily defused the situation and squelched the hilarious show for the rest of us. Text book case... I teach parenting classes every once in awhile... right now it is "123 magic"... she did the top two "no no's" ~ little adult syndrome and kept on talking which egged him on... Oh well... it was funny... but I am sure that poor mom was ready to pull her hair out!