Comments From the Peanut Gallery
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
How on God's green Earth...
Did I end up with a sk8tr gurl for a daughter?
That's "a girl who skateboards" for you non-board jargon speakers.
Taylor has been bugging me for a skateboard for weeks. I didn't want to get her one, because honestly, I think she has enough in the "mode of transprotation" department. Two pairs of roller blades, a 21-speed bike, a scooter, and more pairs of Nike's, Chuck Taylor's, Reeboks, and Skechers than any one kid needs.
Yeah, she's spoiled, I know. But I had help. Lots of it.
Anyway.
She's been bugging me for a skateboard. When I got my tax refund, she made me a proposition: if I got her a skateboard, then she would drop her request for an XBox. Well, til her birthday in May anyway.
Let's see..$300 in a game console and games, or $100 for the skateboard...hum...
No brainer. Today we got the skateboard. This weekend we get the shoes. $80 shoes. Skateboarding shoes..er..sk8tr shooze.
I'm not buying...her dad is. Go figure.
Anyway, she spent from the moment my money went into the cash register til just before dark with her friends, doing tricks, riding up and down the hill, and yelling things like "Buckaroo Bonzai", "Owwwwllll Ooooooo!", and the one that bugged me most, "you're gonna crack your melon stuntin' like that!"
I just paid $100 bucks so my sweet pre-teen daughter can talk like Pauly Shore.
Great.
