Somewhere in a box is a picture of my year-old son hanging from the spouting above our garage door. I used to take him out and goof around in the garage. One day, I was lifting him up to look on the garage roof and he grabbed the spouting- wouldn't let go. It took a while for him to release- I was a bit nervous at first. But we ended up doing it when we were out there. He liked doing it and I held him. One day my wife "caught" me. I figured I was in big trouble. But she got a kick out of it. She ran in and grabbed the camera. I backed up just enough for her to get the pic of him hanging without me. Then I shot back under and grabbed him.
Yes, I'm a bad parent
But I wouldn't let him ever listen to that crap that kid is dancing to.
Dude..we are powerboaters.. we are into fast boats, excessive alcohol, drooling over Claymates, firearms and improvised explosives.. What on earth would make you think dancing babies would be an even remotely accepted form of entertainment here?
Dude..we are powerboaters.. we are into fast boats, excessive alcohol, drooling over Claymates, firearms and improvised explosives.. What on earth would make you think dancing babies would be an even remotely accepted form of entertainment here?