Emily and I just passed the 60 day mark, which means we have eaten the food of the day every day for over 60 days. Only 300 days to go.
Cheese Pizza Day fell on labor day — you normally don’t think of cheese pizza and Labor Day together, but why not? Eating the food of the day every day means taking risks and living outside the box.
Emily served cheese pizza for lunch.
Cole and I ate Cosco cheese pizza appetizers.
And on the subject of taking risks, and thinking outside the box….
Cole wanted to see an R-rated movie today, and we tried to devise a hack that would get him into the movie without me.
Movie theaters have really cracked down on admitting teens to R-rated movies — they have to be 17 or attend with an adult over 25. The adult not only has to buy the tickets but is supposed to stay with the teen throughout the movie. Cole talked me into taking him to ‘Stepbrothers’ a few years ago and I still have not forgiven him. He was fine; I still have nightmares. Awful movie. AWFUL MOVIE. Oh, and he had the nerve to say he wasn’t all that comfortable sitting through it with me. . .don’t you just hate kids sometimes? These kind of movies should not be inflicted on Mom’s; Dad’s you are on your own.
In my opinion, the movie rating system promotes lazy parenting. Parents not strong enough to make decisions for their family insist the entertainment industries set rules that affect all families. Movie ratings guidelines should offer information about what you can expect from a movie —and the rating process should end there. The best person to decide which movies are appropriate for a child is the parent . . . and if they end up seeing a movie that their parents would never have agreed to, then the home system needs to be monitored, not the movie industry.
Of course, it’s easier to parent if you can simply tell your kids the movie theater won’t allow them to see R-rated movies until they are 17 unless a parent goes with them. It doesn’t require the parents to think, look at the movie trailers, or read the reviews to make a determination of whether movies are appropriate for their kids.
I always associate cheese pizza with Chuck E. Cheese: Where kids turn into monsters. Kids are entertained with loud singing bears, encouraged to scream and whine endlessly for tokens to play flashing, noisy video games, and they serve cheese pizza that tastes like cardboard. In my opinion Chuck E. Cheese deserves an R rating! Cole only went a couple times when he was little, and he always left exhausted, overwhelmed, and dirty. Some parents never consider letting their kid see an R-rated movie, while other parents shield their kids from Chuck E. Cheese. It’s all about choice.
Cole is researching the movie rating rules, and then I hope he will gather other kids together with the support of their parents to challenge them. I did a quick google search, and wasn’t surprised to learn the strongest groups currently influencing the movie rating system are religious zealots. The same groups predicting the end of the world, believe homosexuality is against god and country, and line the streets with photoshopped abortion posters, want to tell parent’s what movies are acceptable for their children. Give Me Strength.
I will now climb off my muse and give you a chance to share your thoughts. Odd Loves Company, so I hope you will leave a comment about cheese pizza, movie ratings, or awful movies your kid’s have made you sit through…