Don’t Mess With The Game System
A few weeks ago, my two boys — ages almost-7 and almost-10 — had been referring to their nether-regions by the nickname ”Wii” . . . as in the Wii video game system that we currently do not own (Santa brought The Eldest Boy Play Station 2 two Christmases ago).
Now, the nickname du jour has evolved into ”game system.”
I discovered that “Wii” was no longer in vogue when, last week, I saw The Youngest Boy, clutching his private parts after he’d been wrestling with his brother. He was grumbling, “Ow! You hit my game system!”
Sometimes, I do not understand the male species.
Local mom and author Meredith O'Brien gives you a peek behind the picket fences of modern day parenting. With humor and candor, it's her take on real parenting in the real world.
