Not so fresh squeezed

The Girl is obsessed with the OJ commercial where the straw is in the orange. She has made several attempts as of late to replicate this at home. Today, she brought me a small glass with OJ and a straw in it. Girl: Dad, would you like to try my fresh-squeezed Tropicana? Me: Sure honey. Hey, that's actually pretty good. It was good, I wasn't lying. Girl: I squeezed until I saw a black spot in the orange. Me: I wish you would have told me that before I drank it. Lovely, juice from an orange with black spots. I should have known better, this is the same girl with fuzzy limes a few months ago.

Light the Torches!

Earlier this week, the Girl was doing homework. I decided to review the completed work cause sometimes she gets a little lazy and rushes thru just to get done. Here is what I found... Homework entitled; Our Core Democratic Values - Civic Virtue in Action (emphasis added) The assignment was to read the situations and write a response in a complete sentence. Here we go. Situation 3. People vote on whether or not to build a community center without being told they will have to pay extra taxes to build the community center. And the Girl's response: I think people would get mad and burn down houses. (Please note that I added emphasis on the words virtue and values, as they are completely opposite of burning down houses) In my head, I picture a man reading the newspaper in his lazy boy chair. "Oh look, the Community Center is nearly done, how nice for our town! Wait a minute, what's this? We have to pay extra taxes for the confounded thing!? Honey, where is my torch? I have had ENOUGH!" I must say that I am a little sad we have gotten away from the core values of torching houses when angered by random events. Where have all our virtues gone?