My Kids and Their Friends.

I’m going to go ahead and blame any present and future problems on my kids’ friends.

I’ll be able to say piously, It wasn’t anything I did…. they just got in with the wrong crowd.

Case in point: After Girl Scouts the other night, three certain little girls mooned their moms.

Mooned.

AS IN… pulled their britches down and showed their hineys.

At Green Acres Baptist Church.

Church!! Of all places.

And these are 7- and 8- year old children.

Girls, no less… lest you think I was talking about rowdy boys.

Nope, these were three sweet little girls.

I can’t imagine what we’re in for in 5 or 6 years when they hit 13.

Lord have mercy.

I’m sure it started out innocently enough…. one of the girls, I won’t mention any names, is so terribly skinny that even slim-fit jeans fall down around her skinny hips without even unsnapping or unzipping them.

I feel certain the skinny girl’s pants slipped down and accidentally showed a little crack, and the other two thought it was hilarious and decided they would do the same.

I’m not sure that’s how it went down…. I’m just guessing.

But I’ll just go ahead and blame the other two girls.

Their parents should do something about their bad kids….

(It sure wasn’t MY fault…)

I think we might need to move out of town.