One morning, Joseph and I were in the car and he aked where I went to school — to college. I said “NC State University” quite proudly. His response?
“I won’t be going there. They teach you to be bad parents. I’m going to go to Carolina.”
😆 😆 😆 😆 😆 😆 😆 😆 😆 😆 😆 😆 😆 😆
Apparently, Ron and I are *bad* parents. We don’t let the boy eat. We don’t let the boy play outside or go to his friends’ houses. We apparently don’t let him have toys, candy, movies or anything. 😉 We *must* then be BAD parents. 😀