shame on me. I was KIDDING. Buy them fun toys. Send them to the neighbor's. Bind and gag them. Show them how to do yard work. Send them to military school...rent an apartment for them.
in all seriousness, mine is 10 and he is pretty good (and only one), but a kidzakid; i think dr phil would also say their brains cant handle such a thing unless you prodded or shocked them whenever they forgot. how about an invisible fence around your office? mine sits and has long conversations with me and i dont even know he's tallking.
now the DOG is a whole 'nother story. |
Two Tablespoons of Nyquil QID - MomToo
