As previously mentioned, Boy-Child#2's birthday is tomorrow and we're celebrating with ice-cream cake and dinner (Kentucky Fried Chicken...oh gag of gags... burp... ew... at his request) tonight, because we're bad, naughty parents and will be absent Friday due to holiday (hiccup) partying. I have gone against my better judgment and bought the skateboard that Boy-Child#2 desperately wants. "Oh, please, please, PLEASE, can I have it?!" You know, the one he's been jonesing for since our trip to the X-Games this past summer. Because we Farklepants' are total posers so extreme! But I figured, where is the joy in being a mother to a son without a few trips to the emergency room and some random broken bones? I'm going to stave it off by having him dress in the appropriate skater safety gear...this:
Plus a helmet. So if the skateboard doesn't send him to the hospital, the neighborhood kids that kick his ass because of this ensemble, should fill that void. (An aside: Totally searched the internets looking for a picture of Randy Parker from A Christmas Story and this, plus a doll action figure is the only image I could find. Who knew?)
Thursday, December 13, 2007
He Was A Skater Boy She Said See Ya Later Boy
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Boy child will love the skateboard! He's going to rule at it too. Broken bones are fun!!!
Don't forget to add the knee pads to this ensemble. My son went through a skateboarding phase. It only took a few good falls for it to pass. Oh, and elbow guards help too. Good luck. Oh, and Band-aids.
What's childhood without a few trips to the ER?
BTW, love your blog!
I've got his insurance card in my wallet just in case.
And thanks, Karen!! I'm glad you love it!!
I believe the preferred, Lavigne-sanctioned spelling is "Sk8er Boi." Just for future use.
(Typing "Lavigne" just now felt like typing vagina. Coincidence?)
I love the Christas Story reference. How old is Boy Child #2? Bubba really wants a skateboard and we keep telling him "when you're older" but I haven't yet made up my exactly how old is old enough!
Just don't do what my mom did to my brother. She dared him to skate down this big hill and when he expressed concern she called him a chicken. So, of course he went. And broke his arm. She said she feels more guilty about that than anything else from our childhood!
Melanie~ Awww man! That spelling would have made a way better title.
Madame Queen~ He's 8. I don't know if there's ever a right age to put your child on a wheeled board of death. Your poor mom. :(
You brave, brave woman. I agree with Mrs. G. Knee pads, elbow pads and...band-aids.
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