There are times, and at different ages,
When children go through all those stages
Of sounding like they’re your begetters,
Trying to be the ones who fetter.
When they’re young it’s accidental
Treating you as though you’re mental
But when they hit their middle age
They often don the role of ‘sage’
Which I always find quite funny
When I recall the noses [runny]
All the tantrums over food
And explanations of what is rude.
But there they are with ideas sticking
Not liking that your brain keeps ticking
And soon their children will do the same
And they themselves become fair game.
(About which children are you talking, Peabrain? Not mine, certainly. Lo,TG Ed)
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Stumble It!
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Are you saying that kids never stop being annoying?? Sheesh.. think I’ll go back to bed!
(should that be inVESTAture?
Dammit ….. an opportunity missed again! ….. I’m going to have to use you as a copywriter …….
Hang on!!!! You’re the same age as my kids aren’t you? ……. point proved!!!! *star jump + recovery time*
careful with those star jumps daddyp. they’re dangerous for a man of your advanced years
Another kid giving me advice!!! …… sheeeeesh
sadly, i had to read this far too many times. should not visit DP before my morning coffee… but i get it. the frogs symbolize ‘earth-moon-sun’ and we should always try hard to recycle. you’re a deep thinker.
Indeed I am …… *looks vaguely round* …… mmmmmm
Not all youth are that way DP. I come, as people did before Solomon, seeking wisdom… and perhaps a peek at his vast storehouse of wealth. (Tee hee) So where do you keep the vault?
You’re after my wallet!!!! ….. *hides it in dustbin* …… you can’t fool me! *breaks out in a sweat*
Children? If I wanted something dirty, noisy, expensive and unreliable – i’d buy a Harley Davidson.
I’ve always rather fancied a Harley ….. the last bike I had was a BSA Bantam which was dirty, noisy, cheap and unreliable ……
I want a woman who can birth a Harley now.
Oh …. they’re VERY expensive …..
The woman or the Harley?
I don’t know much about Harleys …… come to think of it, I don’t know much about …… oh never mind …….
That’s right, keep your sage advice to yourself and let the world fall into anarchy after your demise.
I’m due for a demise!!! …. is that good?
Can I get the keys? *gigglesnort*
I think I would have been better off raising frogs than kids. At least if the frogs got too annoying I could turn them into dinner.
Cue very old joke – “I like children but I can’t eat a whole one.”
…try a nice peach or citrus sauce next time.
*Takes notes*
I’m still this way to my folks, fortunately my son doesn’t treat me as mental. Yet.
Are you sure? They can be very cunning you know …. without realising it of course. My little chaps are in their 40’s now – I taught them everything I know and still they appear to know nothing ……. tee hee