Weird…But In A Good Way

Back in 2006 I posted this video of the blonde kid on youtube

It was a bit of fun, TBK loves dancing like a nutter and I love laughing at him, This morning it appears not everyone thinks the same, I had an email notification of this comment:

ukgirl1 (16 hours ago)r
stupid………. the mother must be a shit mom, she needs to be on Jermey Kyile

Now at first I thought pathetic and I considered just deleting it, In the end I just had to respond:

essitam (2 minutes ago)
Yeah I totally agree, I mean what sort of parent films their kid having fun??

It’s disgusting I mean it’s quite clear the kid is hating every moment of it, She must be the sort of woman that aspires to be on shit day time television programmes…

No wait that aspiration is left for idiots that can’t spell “Jeremy” or “Kyle” and who want to criticize others as they have no life of their own!

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ukgirl1 I have one other word for you – WHATEVER!!

I was tucking the blonde kid into bed last night he suddenly looked at me all serious then lay staring at the ceiling…

me: What’s up baby?

tbk: Just thinking….

me: Oh what about?

tbk: I don’t know just lots of stuff

me: Like….?

tbk: You know just lots of stuff like robot factories and unicorns.

me: (dubiously) ok…

tbk: ’cause you know if I think lots of robots and unicorns then it goes around over and over in my head then I fall to sleep and dream about that stuff and then wake up early in time for school so I can go and learn stuff and it makes me clever.

me: really?

tbk: yeah because you have to dream to be clever!

Sweet dreams then kidda!

This week has been BUSY, everything is changing and it seems to be happening at 100mph, I definitely feel like this evening is the first real opportunity I’ve had to relax. Not that I’m complaining. Change is good especially when it’s changing for the better, But I’ve so many new and exciting things happening that it’s hard to keep up with myself let alone everyone else but sometimes it is nice to just sit and relax.

Tonight was my “sit down and relax” evening, we had take away for dinner and sat together to eat TV off, music on and we chatted about what we’ve all got going on and what we’d been up to today. The following is the blonde kids thought of the day…

TBK Mom do you believe in karma?

ME I think so why hun?

TBK Because I don’t.

ME Do you know what karma is?

TBK Yeah it’s when you do something nasty to someone and then something nasty happens to you.

ME Yeah it’s kinda like that, why do you ask anyway?

TBK Well today in school I tried to stop Lewis ball and I stopped it too hard and it bounced away and I got shouted at for being mean but it wasn’t really mean as it was accident and then someone threw it back and it bounced on my head and the teacher said “That’s karma that is, you kicked his ball away and now you’re hurt”. So is that karma?

ME Kind of I suppose yes. If you did kick the ball deliberately. (Giving him THAT look)

TBK Well maybe I do believe in karma then – just a little bit.

I’m not sure whether to be upset at his half admission of guilt to being mean to Lewis or whether to be impressed at yet another display of his understanding of the English language and his definition of “karma”

Whatever I decide I think this conversation will always be held as an example of “What goes around comes around”