We are one click away to have Domino's Pizza deliver our dinner.
We order our clothes and flight tickets online.
With one click we can order a bride, a new book, shoes , theatre tickets.
Thanks to online services we can also choose to have another child. If you click yes on the form, your son will be delivered to your front porch.
As I said, technology has its perks!
Without random acts of hanky panky, no unnecessary weight gain or labour pain, nappy changes, painfully long sleepless nights, the fourth child arrives at your door step; all grown up, well groomed, well behaved! Most importantly, he can talk, walk, bicycle, ski and swim- or knows how to play hockey (or not!).
Before you get any second thoughts, I am talking about an exchange student here! For the second year in a row we opened our house and hearts to a student from a different mother and father. This year our 'son' arrived from Japan!
Last year we hosted our first ever Korean boy. After our initial excitement and novelty wore off our family wasn't sure if we should repeat the experience. Too many small things (read: annoying) piled up by the end of his stay:
He loved our computer more than us,
he beat us all in table tennis, he constantly slurped his dinners,
he tripled our electricity and food bill and told Cruz to f...off. The f-word is rude by all means, coming out of his mouth with his Korean accent sounded more like a declaration of love than war though.
Today, Ganggyu (read: Can you) is in our life. He is only 11 years of age and so far I am happy to report not much has changed on our home front. He does his best to fit it.
Until now he only fooled us once; the first TV show he chose to watch was Sponge Bob! Both Dominic and I were so pleasantly surprised by his choice, we called him cute. In comparison, our biological 10 year old prefers killing zombies on his xbox.
As I just mentioned. he fooled us alright; within a day Sponge Bob was replaced by the Terminator and worse, by Double Headed Shark Attack, a ridiculously, very bad, horror-soft-porn-flick. How did he do it? How could he go from Innocent 11 year old to blood thirsty, horny mature 11 year old in less than 24 hours? He didn't flinch when the two half naked girls started kissing each other during their threesome; meanwhile the double headed shark got ready to attack!
As a mother to my own or 'borrowed 'children I draw the line at shark attacks - as soon as I see body parts floating off or too many boobies the TV needs to be turned off.
Where do you draw the line?
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