Help Me, Obi-Wan Kenobi you`re my only hope!

Ok, so you spend the first half of your life being yelled at by your parents, do this, dont do that, etc, and then you get a nice middle piece of life where you are on your own, no one to really tell you what to do or how to do and so on.

Then your children become teenagers and suddenly you spend the next part of your life being yelled at and told what to do and how to do it, and what you can say and what you shouldnt say by your own KIDS!! How the hell did this happen, and where was I when it did.

So basically i had a few good years sandwiched in between my parents telling me what to do and my kids telling me what to do. This sucks! Makes you say to yourself, I had these kids why????? lol.

Of course I`m kiddin, I love my kids, and I know exactly why i had them. They are great at getting the TV remote for me when I accidentally leave it across the room, and Luke is fantastic at lifting heavy things and killing bugs, and Carole-Anne is great at spying and tattling on every single aspect of Luke`s life while I am not there to see it, its like having real-time camera footage with her around.

Ok, thats it, felt like putting that out there. Time to work.