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Thursday, August 25, 2011

postheadericon How Do Kids Think Up These Things?



As parents we can not, in good faith, the approving our children erratic behavior ... no matter how cleverly they pull it off. But when the children are asleep, a bedroom door closed, it's tempting to snicker at times to admire their clever, if it is born sick escapades.

As parents we can not, in good faith, the approving our children erratic behavior ... no matter how cleverly they pull it off. But when the children are asleep, a bedroom door closed, it's tempting to snicker at times to admire their clever, if it is born sick escapades.

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As parents we can not, in good faith, the approving our children erratic behavior ... no matter how cleverly they pull it off. But when the children are asleep, a bedroom door closed, it's tempting to snicker at times to admire their clever, if it is born sick escapades.

...

As parents we can not, in good faith, the approving our children erratic behavior ... no matter how cleverly they pull it off. But when the children are asleep, a bedroom door closed, it's tempting to snicker at times to admire their clever, if it is born sick escapades.

...

But every now and then someone will download it so great, amazing and creative transgression, it goes down in the annals of family history, to bring to apologize for years and years of family reunions and Christmas dinner to come.

One of my favorites is the case of the mysterious kitchen rupu.Tinejdžer was goofing off with his friends one morning in the family kitchen, and as often happens, they got out of hand and a pocket-sized rolling pin-ended marring otherwise perfect yellow wall.

be a quick thinker, the young man grabbed the calendar and just tacked it over an ugly gap. Luckily it was April in time to the end of December, when the calendar is shot down and a hole was discovered, no one thought he was suspect.

an eight-year-old girl will never live down the story pushes her even younger brother of the second floor in the play yard box. She convinced him to participate by assuring that the box will glide gently to the ground like a kite. Both have learned an important lesson in physics that day and created a permanent place in the chronicles of family legend.

However, if the story could be judged on the complexity and sheer chutzpah and then a golden banana story will surely be a winner.

Our parents were out of town, and my brother was home alone. Despite strict rules about no social gathering, it is planned to develop a party that involves setting up a tent camp in the backyard and the adventure that led completely through the house, including garage and attic at the end of digging for buried treasure in the school playground across the street.

When the police pulled up to school in the eleven to thirty that night, they were convinced that the crazy teenagers tunneling through the tan bark must be high or drunk. When my brother explained that they are looking for the Golden Banana, they were not persuasive.

However, when it produced a real banana, spray-painted metallic gold and resting in my mother's chest in a jewelry box, the police quickly dispersed the group with a severe warning about breaking curfew.

How long will this famous event to remain secret is unknown if this was not unexpected early arrival home of my parents. Telltale traces of dirty dishes in the kitchen, melted wax candles and black crepe paper in the bathroom and the unexpected appearance of the family tent set up on the left side of the house at the end of forced confessions.

I believe that my brother was founded for the greater part of its fifteenth year, but the story remained, and after his own children were grown. Small price to pay for shame

So the next time your child runs out of the bathroom and sitting room where you are entertaining guests, with Kotex pads stuffed in her diaper, or second grader rips open the double bean bag chair and sprinkles billions of tiny white balls all over my room, because she wants to pretend it's snowing, take a deep breath. Remember that at the time the family memories are made ​​of. then punish them .

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