Bubble tape anyone?

Yesterday while on the bus I saw a sight that made me roll my eyes. There was a kid with her book bag but instead of carrying it on her back, it was on wheels with a handle so she could roll it around. I thought to myself, what are we doing to our kids?! On the news two day ago they were talking about a school in Boston that banned the game of tag because kids were getting injured. Are you kidding me?! Don't even get me started on those commercials that talk about the evilness of sponges because they carry germs so we should ALL run out and buy wipes because you can throw them away once you are finished. Did you know that once those commericals came out, fatalities by sponges dropped significantly? I would apologize for being sarcastic, but it wouldn't be sincere so why bother? If all of this nonsense keeps up we will raise a generation of people who are terrified of germs! C'mon! I've been germ infested as a kid and I LOVED it! Besides a few mental issues, I'm perfectly normal...lol. I didn't die. I didn't have to go to the hospital. If anything, I gave my immunse system a good workout and I know for me, I ALWAYS feel better after a good workout. I played in mud, I got scratched up...

Shoot when I was in high school we used to play international hand ball guys verses the girls. The male gym teacher used to tell us that if we didn't win we had to do push ups after gym class so we won those games by any means necessary. That means that guys were often pushed up against bleachers by your truly and pinned there while my teammates tried to get the ball. And by ball I mean the ball that we used in gym. You guys are so sucio! lol Yea the guys I went to high school with were kinda small. Though I was a tomboy so I'm pretty sure that even if they were taller and more muscular I still would have rammed myself into them once they got to the bleachers. Just because I could and I got personal pleasure out of manhandling them.

What's so wrong with germs? What's so wrong with our kids carrying their book bags on their backs? I had to do it. I had to carry all of my books and as a matter of fact they used to suggest that we keep all of our books with us because that cut down on locker time. My back isn't in any pain. If anything I'm pretty strong thanks to my heavy book bag witch was also a dangerous weapon when I needed it to be.

What's next? Will parents start bubble taping their kids? Will neighborhoods have to be sterilized so children can go outside and play? Honestly, I think when I have kids, my husband will often come home to 6 people covered in mud (me plus the 5 that I want for now and yes I DO understand that might change after I have my first). If he's lucky, he just might get covered in mud too...hmmmm, I'm going to drop that line of thought but let's just say...nope not going there...lol.

I think cuts, bruises, and germs are part of being a kid! I still have scars on my body from times when I hurt myself. On my forehead I still have the scar from when I busted into my brothers' room and a street sign fell on my head. What? I was 3 years old! And who in their right mind STEALS A STREET SIGN?! I remember being in my nightgown with my Snoopy doll who had to be thrown out because there was just too much blood, but now I'm okay! *twitches* I swear I am!

WARNING: THIS NEXT STATEMENT IS GOING TO BE VERY GROSS!!!!

Have you ever worn your underwear two days in a row? By that I mean, you showered the second day and you don't have a fresh pair so you flip them inside out. I remember doing that as a kid and sometimes as a college student. What? I didn't want to go commando! Hey wait, guys call it free ballin' and I'm pretty sure that I am unqualified to free ball, so what is it for women? Free peachin'? Letting the beaver outta the cage? Freein' da beave? (yes I mean "beave" instead of beaver) Emancipation of the lips? Okay I HAVE to stop! I'm holding back laughter in this office. *exhales* I almost bursted out laughing and trust me, it wasn't going to be quiet. Freein' da beave...man I'm funny! There are so many more, trust me, but I can't do them here...I need a place where I can crack up.

What was I talking about? Oh yes, all I'm saying is there is NOTHING wrong with germs unless you are The Boy in the Plastic Bubble (can anyone tell me the star of that movie?).

We really need to stop freaking our kids out. Let them run and play. Let them get scraped up. There's nothing wrong if they hit a wall from time to time. I once walked into a pole. I was too busy looking at a car and BAAAAAM! Let me tell you, I was only 9 then, I NEVER walked into another pole after that. And you know what? After I did it, I cried for a little bit but then I went to summer camp anyways. I think that's probably why when I'm in pain, I'm usually too busy trying to calm everyone else down. I broke my ankle and I kept asking them to take a baseball bat and knock me out. They thought I was kidding. I wasn't. I really wanted to be knocked out but the fact that they were all laughing and my friend who was totally freaking out was calming down a bit was all good for me. Imagine if my mother was so overprotective of me and I broke my ankle...

Another time I broke my foot and had an ear infection. I went to the doctors to check out my foot because I fell down the stairs and it was killing me. Mind you, I was taking ballroom dance classes and we were doing the waltz, so not only was I barefoot, I was also on my tip toes for an hour and for 3 times a week. My doctor was shocked to find that I was still dancing on a broken foot and she asked me how I was able to deal with a serious ear infection and a broken foot. My answer:

When one starts to hurt I focus on the other one.

She said I had a high threshold for pain which is true. I wasn't supposed to, but I did my ballroom dance finals AND learned the cha cha the next semester. My friends were upset when they saw me take of my hospital shoe but I didn't want to schedule a make up for me and my partner.

I swear if I have kids and the school system tries to baby them, then I'm going to help them get over the fear of pain and germs myself. I will take them out back, line them up against the wall, and do an old fashion came of dodge ball. I might have a basketball though...what? It's better than a baseball. I will have them rolling around in the mud. They will have a few outside meals where they will have to eat with their hands WITHOUT washing them first. I'll chase them into walls on purpose...lol. Throw a ball or two at their head when they weren't looking... You know stuff that will make me a good parent, lol!

America, DIRT happens! Stop trying to protect your children from it!

Kids are meant to get hurt every now and then. Who do you think they REALLY make bandaids for? Adults?! Puh-LEASE! I have a cut right now on my hand, do you think I have a bandaid on it? Nope I don't. Now if this was twenty years ago (sheesh, that's SO long ago), there would have been a HUGE bandaid on it.

Eh I'm done with this topic...it sickens me!
Until next time readers,

Love, Peace, and Hair Grease!

P.S. And NO I am not freein' the beave at the moment. I hate the breeze...lol!!