Today I did my normal seminary run and one of the girls I picked up handed a book to my daughter to read. It is apparently some LDS teen romance novel, complete with a picture of the SLC temple in the background. Wonderful.
Of course, in the split second I realized what kind of book it was fifty thousand thoughts flew through my head. It went something like this:
"Ahh, neat, the indoctrination never ends."
"Haha! It's not an adventure novel or Greek mythology!"
"It looks like a girly, romance, church fiction book. Excellent, she hates that stuff."
"Oh, look. She's making that 'Eww, it's dog shit!' face while profusely thanking the girl."
"Whew."
"Why am I making such a big deal of this? The kid's happy with her decision to stay in the church and forcing her out would make her fight back even more."
"I need a beer."
"Dammit, I'm driving."
"Double dammit, I drank the last one in the fridge a few days ago."
...all that, and my day has barely started. Anyways, whatever. My kid is intelligent. She'll figure things out eventually with my help.
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