*haih* The things parents ought to do. Last time, our parents will sing the sweet, sweet song that goes….
“Let me tell you ’bout the birds and the bees
and the flowers and the trees…..”
(soli, cannot remember the rest)
So, we talk about bees looking for flowers.
*haih* Now times have changed. I gotta tell my sons about the birds and the birds and the bees and the bees. Or rather, stay away from the birds and the bees and tread with caution on the flowers and no rubber trees.
*arrggghhhh* Why does the world changed so much? Where did we go wrong? Why do I have to talk about ‘You must beware of men who lure you with money, gifts and stuffs’ to sons? Because it is that rampant.
MJs are aplenty even right here in our country. It does not happen only in Apeville. If I had not been mixing around I probably think that MJs are not something I need to worry. But well, it does.
After some explanations and descriptions, I guess they do understand the modus operandi of MJs. Then, they teased me,
“Hey, mom, gay mean happy.”
Yeah, right. *roll eyes*
So, each night I pray, Lord show me and guide me. Each morning I pray, Lord, please protect my children.