Now that summer is in full swing, your kids will need something to do so they don’t get bored. There are plenty of fun activities you can plan, but the most important thing is to teach them the value of hard work. Here are just a few simple ideas.
If your child can ride a go-kart by themselves and their shoulders are even with the lawnmower handle then they can cut the grass. Be sure to disable the self-propelled mechanism on your mower so they don’t ride it like a go-kart.
Make it a game. Find all the weeds and put them in a big pile and run them over with the mower. It’s a win-win.
After all the weeds have been pulled, it’s time to water the plants. If you have a garden you can add harvesting ripe produce to the list of activities.
Kids like to play in the water, so why not add a bucket of soap and a tire brush? They can have fun and you get a clean automobile.
It’s that time of the year again! Well actually, to some people, the time never left. Flip flops are not meant to be worn anywhere but poolside or at the beach. As a matter of fact, you really shouldn’t be driving in flops. People are bad enough at controlling their vehicles, let alone with some dangling footwear. So, change into your flops when you get to the pool or beach.
Why take chances that your little piggy that went to market will be crushed by a wayward buggy or a can of spinach falling from an end-cap.
Take good care of your feet if you are going to expose them to all of humanity. A festering, infected, ingrown toenail doesn’t need a flip-flop, it needs a doctor, especially if I can smell it.
Why is it that people who wear flip flops barely have the energy to lift their feet from the ground and shuffle around like a patient who just had a double hernia operation? I guess that’s better than the natural sound a flip-flop makes. Couple that with someone who knows how to chew gum and you have a one-man band of flappy clappy snappy annoyance.
Flip Flop Relatives
I don’t understand the house shoe or “slipper’ out in public. You know what I’m talking about, the slipper that has transformed into a slide because the person has mashed the heel because inserting the foot completely into the slipper was such an arduous task.
The finger shoes don’t make sense to me. “It’s like walking barefoot!” I’m pretty sure humans invented the shoe because we got tired of walking barefoot, stop trying to devolve.
In this crazy world, we live in, you never know when something will burst into flames and shards of glass will be covering the floor. You should always be sure-footed, laced up and ready to help those whose feet are lacerated because they didn’t want to spend the extra time putting on proper footwear.
Yeah, let me get that
Remember back in the days before Caller ID and *69 when you could call someone and say something offensive then hangup without any recompense? Well, now telemarketers have an arsenal of war dial devices at the ready.
My favorite is the lady who’s having trouble with her headset. The call starts with a “Hello, hello?” Then an apology that her headset isn’t working correctly and she asks for a confirmation that you can hear her. If you say yes then it’s a go ahead for her (the robot) to begin the sales pitch. The second time she called I said, “Didn’t you call me an hour ago?”. The robot replied, “I’m sorry, I didn’t get that, can you please say yes or no”. Once I knew it was a voice activated prompt, I began asking all sorts of questions that she couldn’t process. Finally I talked so much that it disconnected me. However, I still get calls from time to time.
Typically, if I don’t recognize the number, I will just silence my phone or double click the power button to send it voicemail. If the caller is not in my contacts and it’s an important message they will leave me a voicemail. However, these robots are now starting to leave voicemails. My call block list is growing exponentially.
It all goes to the same place
I’m not talking about landfills or the Pacific Ocean filling up with plastic bags. I’m referring to the decision-making process of how to throw out our rubbish. When did it become such a chore to throw something into the trash can? Back in the old days we just used to throw it on the ground or out the car window. That was until our earth day friends started showing commercials with Native Americans crying.
I try to do my duty when it comes to recycling, but even the local dump has implemented full garbage segregation. They have one bin for glass, one for plastic and one for cardboard. I miss the days of throwing it all in one giant hole, covering it with gasoline and setting it ablaze.
In our age of helicopter parenting, we now have to make sure that our kids don’t fall off swings. The super swing disc looks like a great idea, but it’s not cheaper than an old tire tied to a rope to a tree branch that will snap at any moment. I mean, that was the whole point of swings, the danger! Swinging on an old rusty hole ridden swing set with uneven legs rocking back and forth is how we tested our limits of fear.
There was always that one moment when you reached the height of the upper support bar and felt as if you were going to break free of gravity and sail into the treeline behind you. It was either flying off the swing or crashing down onto the gravel below. No, we didn’t have rubber mulch back then either.
I mean, I’ve let my kids fall off the swing set, and walk behind them and get clobbered by the person swinging. You know what? They never tried it that way again. They have to the learn the hard way. Let them fail, just don’t laugh at them when they do. Well, don’t let them see you.
Borderline bad grammar?
Hulu says “Come TV with us” and Walmart says, “Easter like you mean it”. Why are we teaching grammar to our children? If marketing executives have thrown the rules of grammar out the window, then why should we bother? I’ll tell you why it’s so our kids can eventually replace the people who can’t speak or write correctly.
I’ll admit that I’m not the bested expert at wordsmithing, but our society has done begun devolving into a new type of language.
Some schools are now using your taxpayer dollars to put WiFi on the school bus. This is can have its pros and cons.
The convenience of GPS Tracking of the bus to know where your kids are. You can get alerts via text message when the bus arrives so you don’t have to waste your time at the bus stop. Having WiFi could keep the kids quietly in their seats. Reduces the amount of face punching to other students and or bus drivers since the kids faces are in a device.
Cyber bullying would skyrocket. Think of all the passive aggressive ways kids could be mean via social media to their fellow bus passengers. Why get up and punch someone in the face or body when you can emotionally destroy someone on the InstaFaceTwit?