The Lindenbergs

If we've ever given the impression that our kids are little angels then the latest incident should dispel that impression.

Walking into Haywards barbecue Restaurant:

Pierce: Oooh, a gumball machine, can I have that (pointing to the machine with superballs in it)

Mom and Dad: How about after lunch?

Pierce: Ok

During lunch:

Pierce: I want a blue superball from the gumball machine

Mom and Dad: Pierce, you don't get to choose what you get, it just comes out of the gumball machine

Pierce: Ok, but I want a blue superball

Mom and Dad: Do you understand that the gumball machine will pick what you get?

Pierce: Yes

Dad: Are you going to cry if you don't get a blue ball?

Pierce: No

At the gumball machine:

Nora: Here's your quarter, put it in the machine

Eric: Turn the handle Pierce; turn, turn, turn

Pierce: (pointing) I want THAT blue superball

Eric: Open the door...

(a yellow superball rolls out)

Pierce: WAHHHHHHHHH!

A tantrum ensues....

-Eric (Dad)