Last week we went to get Henry's haircut at Wild Child in Tacoma, Wa. You know, one of those kiddy salons where they sit in an airplane and get to watch a cartoon of some sort. Anyway, the lady next to me was manhandling her daughter who was freaking out because they had come 30 minutes early (why?) for her appointment and she could not stand a single minute longer without getting in that blasted airplane. I was sick of listening to her, so told the lady cutting Henry to skip our blow dry, we'd settle for a wet head and a sucker...just get that kid in the stinkin' airplane already.
My point...I'm getting there. As she was loading her little angel into the airplane she said, "she's just so excited because she doesn't get videos or computer games at home". I came straight home and placed the nearest electronic device in everyone's hands. I think Brodie was even surfing the net. Lesson learned, thanks for the education lady.