a few more random thoughts....

that I forgot to include. I am having trouble understanding why I will buy my son a Trapt CD, and Little Bow Wow's new album (he ain't so little anymore folks), and every single Weezer album (which are very clean and I feel good about) but I damn near have a panic attack when he asks for Worship Jams? Seriously, shouldn't I be glad he wants to fill his head with god and not girls & booties & the word fuck? The problem is, I'm not. And his dad is really not amused. (I think we might get a bad parents star for this one).

Have any of you heard of a seven (7!) year old so engrossed his video game that he forgets to go potty, and therefore does so all over your couch? Neither had I.