Yes, the song is from Bye Bye
Birdie and it’s as true today as it was when the musical came out in 1963.
http://youtu.be/1wCXr_6wgns
Every time that I stop by my
daughter’s house there’s never a dull moment. Today, I walked in as my daughter
was asking the oldest of the desperadoes if he was taking her to the Mother and
Son dance as part of his senior year graduation.
“I don’t dance,” was his reply.
“So, we’ll just go and hang out,”
was hers.
“Nope!” he replied.
This went on back and forth for at
least thirty minutes. Jimmy has given my daughter angst since he locked her out
of the house when he was only two years old. Oh yeah, let me tell you about that.
His brother Josh was only a few weeks old, and it was summer. Jimmy wanted the
air conditioner on and he wanted to watch cartoon central (or something like
it). ReRe wanted to do arts and crafts while infant Josh took a nap. She went out
onto the porch to get the mail. What did Jimmy do?
He locked the door; put on the air
conditioner; put on the T.V. and made himself lunch. We’re talking only two
years old.
The only reason my daughter was
able to get into the house was because I had called from work and asked Jimmy
to put Mommy on the phone. I wanted to take him to the park. When ReRe got on
the phone and told me what he had done; I knew then that she was in for a ride
of a life time. Believe me, Jimmy has perfected the art of driving his parents
crazy, and I’ve had to talk his parents out of sending him to Military School
many, many, times.
After thirty minutes of this back
and forth, blah, blah, blah, I did what any grandmother would do; I reasoned
with him, cajoled him and then finally threatened him. I would post baby
pictures of him on my blog.
Jimmy is taking his mother to the
dance! Amen.
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