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On Mon, 15 Nov 2004 19:12:30 -0500, JohnH
wrote: On Mon, 15 Nov 2004 23:16:22 GMT, "Don White" wrote: "Doug Kanter" wrote in message ... I made a typo. It was 13. To complete the story, I steadfastly refused to focus on bar mitzvah preparation. A week beforehand, the rabbi said "Look. This is out of your control. Your parents want this, and they've already paid for the party and the restaurant". So, in a week, I did the whole thing. The party was actually pretty good. My friend Gary began flicking lobster eyeballs at the girls. The whole thing turned into a circus. I think my parents' mistake was that after Sunday school, they always took my sister and I antique shopping. That's ridiculous. If you want to get a kid to do something they don't like, you don't reward them with something worse, especially on the weekend. My ex-wife has figured this out. She gets my son to attend the Unitarian church because afterwards, she offers to stick around downtown for a hour so he can take advantage of a park that has lots of cement structures that are as attractive to skateboarders as a shipwreck is to a fisherman looking for bottom structure. :-) Gotta be careful what you do in front of the kids. When mine were very young (5 and 3), I would take them to Sunday Mass and sit near the back so we could slip out early just after communion. I was always in a rush to get to the boat club and our Siren 17 sailboat. To this day, my older son (now 25) will throw that up at me if I bring up church. Now *that* is shameful! Not to say I didn't do it several times myself. Of course, very often there was a nun who just 'happened' to be standing back there to make sure folks didn't 'accidentally' just keep walking after communion. Ah, those were the days! John H On the 'PocoLoco' out of Deale, MD, on the beautiful Chesapeake Bay! |
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