Because I Said So.....Dad

My Dad is an infinite source of fun.  Always has been.  As a teenager, he helped me throw the best parties.  Got me the best tickets to concerts and events.  As an adult, the only time we bump heads is when it involves my kids - as me stepping up as a parent. 

This issue seemed innocent.  About a month ago, my Dad got Ethan a scratch off ticket.  He won $50.  Another one a few weeks ago.  He won $5.  No big deal.  We get scratch off's from Dad for Christmas, birthdays, I think they are even part of some of our family road-trip scrap books.  Then last weekend.  JACKPOT.  My son received some scratch tickets, and won $50 on one and $25 on another.  My son starts asking about the lottery, and how to make money with it.  His mind is working overtime trying to convince me that he can make money like this. 

He downloads Texas Hold Em.  Apparently my boy has a hand for cards.  "Virtual winnings aren't the same, son" - "I'm a lucky kid, mom.  How do explain the scratch off tickets?"

Oh, I will explain them.  You don't win all the time.  As a matter-of-fact, most times you lose.

Oh, really mom.  Because I have never lost. 

So, in the spirit of learning by experience, I make a run to the Texaco and purchase 4 scratch-off tickets.  "It's the Green Gold ones, mom."  Damn it's like beer and cigarettes....he has a favorite brand.  We sit in the car and begin scratching.  I scratch fast - 1, nothing - 2, nothing - 3, nothing.  Then my son says, "I'm a lucky boy mom."

Yup.  He won.  Again.  That's 5 for 5.  He won $10.  Then laughed at me because I didn't win anything.  Then chided me because he figured if I had let him scratch off the tickets, they would have been winners.

So....Dad.  No more lottery tickets.  The reason?  Because I said so.

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Apparently I am a man.  I get all sorts of crap online, but last night was a new one.  Two lobbies in a row, I had gamers proclaiming, telling me, that I was a man pretending to be a girl online.  I know my voice isn't too high pitched, but I was a bit at a loss.  Sorry to SeaCat, Zen and Brock....I know that dialogue was hella distracting!  At one point he had me convinced I was a man, with a series of questions about movies and such.  I guess if you take away the female parts - I pretty much am a dude.  :(

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We will miss you Mr. Carlin. 

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