| Nobody ever rebelled against a fun uncle |
[Jun. 7th, 2008|12:01 pm] |
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Having kids around is tough, an unending series of compromises of belief. I can't explain to a five-year-old girl that we don't use Aunt Jemima syrup in this house because it's the modern equivalent of a pancake minstrel show. I didn't ever plan on changing someone's pants at Chuck E Cheese or watching The Last Unicorn more than once in my life. These were things in my never column. It makes me feel startingly grown up. I lose all sense of identity when I'm in charge of children. If that makes me a monster, okay. |
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