Last week, the family and I went to the library. I had some items on hold I needed to pick up and X-man and MacTroll came along for the ride. I was checking out with a couple Wii games and some books X-man picked out (Sigh, he put a Dr. Laura kids book in the bag. So happy when he actually got it home, he didn't want to read it because it wasn't his beloved Ms. Frizzle.), when X-man came running up with a DVD.
Power Rangers DinoThunder.
Ugh. Just ugh.
But if I was allowing him access to explore Dr. Laura... I guess why not make it a complete crap week and take home DinoThunder? Just because I don't agree with Dr. Laura, doesn't mean that X-man isn't going to grow up believing the same thing. And just because the Power Rangers makes me want to vomit doesn't mean he's not going to like them. I mean, I made it through the Monster Trucks at the county fair, right?
I'm telling you. The stuff we sacrifice as parents. :-)