Not My Son!

Wow.

And here I am, worried about dropping my kid when this specimen clearly illustrates that there are far worse problems with which to contend.

Or maybe HE was dropped on HIS head….

Baby Rule: No Gwar.

Baby Rule: No Jerry Springer.

Baby Rule: No believing in things without my permission.

Baby Rule: No whatever-that-hairdo-is-called.

On the bright side, at least he’s not into Insane Clown Posse.

YET.


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4 thoughts on “Not My Son!

  1. That’s quite a parenting journey! Makes me appreciate the simple joys, like mastering Snow Rider 3D without faceplanting. Seriously though, setting rules is tough. Hopefully, “no questionable hairdos” sticks, and maybe he’ll discover the thrill of digital snowboarding instead.

  2. Okay, I feel a bit bad for the kid. Yikes! Some questionable parenting choices here. Those “Baby Rules” are…intense. Hopefully, little dude can break free! At least he’s not listening to ICP…yet. This reminds me of downhill adventures; sometimes you bail, but gotta pick yourself up. Like a Snow rider facing a tough slope.

  3. Haha, exactly! Reading this makes my small worries feel so insignificant. It’s easy to get caught up in everyday stuff, but then you see something like this and it’s a major reality check. Makes you want to just unwind, maybe even fire up something fun and mindless, like messing around in Dinosaur Game for a bit! Perspective, right?

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