I Don't Mean to Toot My Own Horn, But....

When you're good, you're good.  I am referring, of course, to our mad parenting abilities.

Mike and I have totally got it going on.  It is the parents' duty to nurture their children, to instill a sense of self-confidence and esteem, to help them reach for the stars and realize their full potential.  To create well-rounded and contributing members of society.  As parents, we are all over it!

Examples:
Our younger child, upon reaching adulthood, is going to be...Bugs Bunny.  He informed us that he plans to live in a hole in the ground right next to our house.  He will pass his days square dancing with bearded men and helping young penguins escape from overgrown Eskimo types.  He can frequently be found, wandering aimlessly around the house muttering the likes of, "I knew I should have taken that left turn at Albuquerque," and "La-di-da-di-da-di-hocus-pooooocus."  In, what can clearly only be an attempt to avoid copyright infringement, he also states, "What's up, Jack."  See, we are parenting rock stars.

And, not to be outdone, Mitch has equally high aspirations.  Last week there was talk of him attending our beloved alma mater, Michigan, and triple majoring in mechanical, material, and electrical engineering, but, come on.  Can you say, "Boooooring?"  He now plans to fore go college altogether, move to Utah, and build what he describes as an "ice base" in the mountains.   He then plans to start his own army.  Of one. 

He says, "ice base."  I hear, "compound."

Now, family is very important to us as well.  Last month, Mitch stated that he was not going to have any children because, "they cost too much. " He also was not planning on ever getting married because he would, "have to spend all of that money on a ring."  Never fear!  Our little problem solver has been working hard.  He now also plans to "not have a job, but I will just mine for gold and diamonds in the mountains.  Then, when I find some, I will make a ring to give to the girl and it won't even cost me anything.  She can work in my ice base with me, and our kids can be part of the army!"  Pardon me if I am mistaken, but didn't David Koresh use a similar pick up line on several of his wives?

So, there you have it.  A cartoon rabbit and a Neo-Nazi Jed Clampett.  Don't you just wish Mike and I could bottle our parenting skills and send you all some?!?    Feel free to email your questions.  We will gladly ponder and then send our feedback.

And then promptly do the opposite of what we say.