Harmony ,'First Date'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yeah, that's ridiculous. Guess what? Parents do have to be the "bad guy" sometimes.It is totally ridiculous but for parents like my sister who just can't seem to stick by her limits and enforce boundaries for the nephlet? I can see it being useful. Not as useful as a parenting course, but less likely to cause a(nother) family meltdown.
Yeah, that's ridiculous. Guess what? Parents do have to be the "bad guy" sometimes.
See, I don't know. YOu're being the "bad guy" or at any rate setting the boundaries when you decide and communicate what the time limits are. Avoiding having to have the argument each time, though? I can see that being kind of helpful.
There are birds singing outside my window.
Why?
I don't mind being the bad guy. That device might be useful though, just because sometimes, I get caught up in what I'm doing, and don't realize how long someone has been on the PS2, because it lives in the spare room.
If all three kids are home, they police each other down to the minute about PS2 time limits. If just Chris and I are home, I try to shower, and do the chores in other parts of the house (like laundry in the basement, etc., or really scrubbing down the baths, because I like to do that, uninterrupted) while he's playing, and I do lose track of how long he's been on. He does too, because there's no clock in the room.
There are birds singing outside my window.
Why?
They long to be close to you.
Dear Mr. Earworm,
I see you looking at me, trying to figure out a way in.
You should know, I will cut you if you try anything.
OKTHNXBYE,
Me
Morning, all! I'm hoping to be able to get online today some more. And get some housework done, and go to the library, get some gardening done, finish the scarf I'm knitting on, and so on.
I would also like a pony.
Timelies all!
Went to see Great Big Sea last night. Lots of fun.
Shortly we will be leaving for G's Homecoming.(his alma mater does homecoming in the spring because their big sport is lacrosse)
I fully realize that now I'm going to end up with kids with a tv and videogames in their rooms and the savvy to break through whatever control devices I try to implement.
I'm taking a packing break.
My cat's freaking out, between all of my boxing and bagging of stuff, and the unit above me (which my last remaining neighbor moved out of last week) currently being gutted (I can hear the debris falling to the floor after the sledgehammer makes the walls shake). She's not letting me out of her sight.