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Topic: Breaking the Rules (08/16/04)

TITLE: Robert's Rules
By Annette Bury
08/19/04

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“I can’t wait til I’m a grown-up,” my son, Robert, sputtered as our van barreled down the road.

“Why’s that?” I asked.

“Cause I won’t have any rules. And I can go to bed anytime I want!”

Stopping at a red light I peered in the rear view mirror. Robert crossed his arms against his chest as he stuck his lower lip out, looking like it had swollen to double its size.

“You know, grown-ups have rules too.”

"They do?" He shifted in his seat.

As the light turned green, I pushed on the accelerator. “Like right now, I can only go 45 miles-per-hour. If I go faster than that I could get a ticket.”

“A ticket?”

“Yep, the policeman would pull me over, and I’d have to pay lots of money for going too fast because I’d be breaking the law.”

The day proceeded like any other, for me, as the mom police - No sticking carrots in your ears or nose, no smashing your peas into your sister’s face, and no mud-covered rocks on the living room furniture. There are absolutely no frogs, toads, or anything that crawls on spindly legs, living in your room outside of a box. And anything in the rodent family stays outside!

Finally, the usual whines over bedtime, and then my favorite time of the evening – just the sound of paper crinkling as I turn the page of my Bible, and my cat lying beside me purring. There’s no chattering, no pattering of small feet running across the floor, no whimpering, just the hum of stillness with all the kids safely tucked in their bed, dreaming.

Finally in my own bed at the midnight hour, I reflected on Robert’s earlier comment and chuckled. I sure wished ‘my rule’ was going to bed early. But praise the Lord for God’s rule—the Sabbath day of rest!


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darlene hight08/23/04
Nice entry!
Melanie Kerr 08/24/04
What a nice way to end your day.
L.M. Lee08/25/04
yea, that's the one little secret they don't tell you before you grow up...there's always rules.
Lucian Thompson08/25/04
Yes, going to bed early would be nice, except we break that rule way too often!
Kenny Paul Clarkson08/25/04
Hi Annette,

"They do?" He shifted in his seat."

The ability to incorporate the story along with quotes is the mark of a pro. I loved the way you handled this.

I recently wrote a story that has a beginning very similar to your introduction.

If you care to read it, you may see it here:

I WANNA BE A BUG

Kenny Paul Clarkson
Kenny Paul Clarkson08/25/04
ps - gets my vote!
Joanne Malley08/26/04
Really sweet article! You packed a lot in being it is a rather small article. Great job.
Roberta Kittrell08/26/04
Well done! I'm not sure, but maybe the title should have been something like "Rule of Robert." When I read your title, I immediately thought of "Robert's Rules of Order" which outlines the rules of proper parliamentary procedure which one is expected to follow when conducting a formal meeting.
Mary Elder-Criss08/27/04
Your son sounds a lot like my youngest daughter. Especially when I got to the rules about no toads or frogs in the house! Good piece. Mary
Sheila Boyd08/27/04
Good job.