Them’s the Breaks
Here it is, Top Sites Tuesday #81. This weeks theme is Two Thoughts on Tuesday and I have to tell you, this week, I’m going ot have trouble getting beyond Thought Number One. My daughter and her family were scheduled to arrive Wednesday around dinner time for our trip to Disneyland on Thursday. Older Eyes is ready for a grandkid fix and what better place to get it than Disneyland? So, right after dinner, I’m waiting for the Jets-Vikings game to start and my daughter calls. Over the pregame babble on the television, I hear my wife say, Oh my God! Now, my grandkids are frequently full of mischief so I wasn’t all that concerned until my wife mouthed, They’re not coming in my direction.
Now, it turns out that my oldest grandson, Reed, was playing Wii and refused to share with his younger brother, Maddux. Maddux took issue with that and chucked Savannah’s toy phone in his brother’s direction. Now, even though he’s only three, Maddux has quite an arm. I wouldn’t be surprised if someday his Dad is cheering him on as he tosses a touchdown pass or hurls a no-hitter for BYU. But this particular throw struck squarely in the middle of his Daddy’s brand new large screen TV, cracking the screen and rendering it inoperable. Daddy was not cheering. Daddy was furious. Disneyland is not for boys who don’t share and especially not for boys who break expensive electrical appliances. If you search the web, you’ll discover that large screen TVs are frequently damaged by thrown toys (which is little solace to my son-in-law) and that replacing the screen costs as much as buying a new TV (no solace at all). You’ll also find that you can buy a protective screen to shield even the largest screen from thrown objects for under $200 (this is often known as perfect hindsight).
See what I mean? How do I follow that? With a question: did you ever break something special belonging to your parents when you were a child? When I was about fourteen, I wanted to go play at a friend’s house but my mother said, No. As I stomped into my bedroom to sulk, my mother’s favorite dress was hanging in her doorway and without thinking, I grabbed it and pulled … tearing an applique from the bodice. Immediately anger was replaced by fear. I ran from the house and hid in the woods for over an hour, afraid to go home. The funny thing is that I don’t ever remember being punished. My grandkids weren’t so lucky. The Wii is history, as is a favorite blanket. When my daughter put Reed to bed, he observed, It hasn’t been a good night, Mommy. Indeed. But their punishment does not include missing out on Disneyland. Thank you son-in-law … you earned many points.
If you want to earn many points, please push my button … gently, so as not to break it … and make me number one on Top Sites Tuesday Number 81. And I’d love to hear one of your childhood crimes in my comments.
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