Kids do not listen
Recently Zak and his wife welcomed their first child (who, I have just learned, has a name with the initials N and G for the first and middle names, respectively—in a country where “NG” is widely used as shorthand for “No Good") into the world. Congratulations to the Bravermans!
Anyway, not long ago, Zak was commenting on his primary parenting goal, that of not screwing up his kid. This prompted Les of Stupid Evil Bastard to remark in Zak’s comments section that “[Kids] do listen even when it seems like they don’t…”
I’m sure this is true some of the time, but an incident that occurred just today in my family suggests otherwise. To understand it, though, you need to know that my daughter was born in 2000, which means that George Bush has been president for as far back as her memory goes. For as long as she can remember, she has heard her father complain about the president, make exasperated sounds and roll his eyes whenever the president is on TV, and occasionally yell at the screen during the president’s infrequent press conferences. Still, this afternoon when she saw George Bush on the TV news, she said, “Look, it’s Daddy’s friend!”
Well, no, dear, not quite.
