The old Battle Axe post generated more than a few interesting comments. These got my attention:
“I can’t imagine any 12 year old boy having a mature thought like that or any 12 year old girl expecting a mature thought like that to pop into a potential boyfriend’s head. I’m sure both would be quite surprised if either was thinking like a 36-year-old Keats wannabe.”
A Keats wannabe. I like it.
“As a former 12-year-old girl”
Don’t ask me why, but I find that line to be funny. Makes me want to come up with some sort of sarcastic remark. The author of the line didn’t intend for it to be funny or for me to try and come up with any sort of sarcastic response, but as a former 12 year old boy who once pulled a girl’s pigtails…
It is a good question. How much information do we share about our children. I suppose that one day my children will read my blog and ask their grandparents why their father is the way he is. It’ll be a great opportunity to play the blame game.
I’ll blame my parents for screwing me up, They’ll blame their parents for screwing them up and we’ll all go on the Jerry Springer/Dr. Phil Variety Hour to discuss it.