A fun bandaid (Star Wars, Disney, sports team, whatever), lollipop and Ghirardelli chocolate square. Two chocolates if you filled out your paperwork right and didn’t whine about it.
Boo, she 
who has given many thousands of vaccinations and knows what to value and reward.
I got a nice Wonder Woman bandaid. After work I ate Brownie Brittle at Mom’s house. What do I get if I didn’t have any paperwork to fill out? Just told the Nurse the company was paying for it and got my shot.
If you don’t know what brownie brittle is, it’s cookies, that come packaged in a bag like potato chips. And they’re basically the crispy crunchy edges you sometimes get when you make brownies. This batch is also flavored with salted caramel.
This definitely qualifies as filling out the paperwork right. You get the whole bag of Brownie Brittle😉. Tell your mom I said so. Of course you also can get yourself a bag of your favorite Ghiradelli squares too. The assorted bags are my favorite.
Those salted caramel brownie brittle things are mighty fine, I agree.
BTW, has your mom gotten her flu shot yet? Promise her a bag of Ghiradelli too. If I was her, I’d want a Sean Connery bandaid.
Boo
They haven’t yet, but they will get them either tomorrow or monday.
I would just like to point out that I got my flu shot yesterday, and once again I DID NOT GET A SUCKER! I was a very good girl, too. 
I would have accepted a pina colada, since I am a grown-up, at least nominally. I didn’t even get a Wonder Woman bandaid. Hmph.
Get them a slug of their favorite chocolate and send me the bill. Glad to hear all of y’all are getting vaccinated and are part of the solution. [unlike, ahem, some other non-‘Dopers in the world I could mention]
I’m gonna need an address to send the 
bandaid,
lollipop and 
chocolate. PM is fine. I have no problem at all being confident you were a very good girl-the pina colada you are going to have to source locally though or wait until I get down your way. Consider it that you have a rain 
check for at least one adult beverage.
Boo
Sigh…
Sometimes,
Sometimes I wish,
Sometimes I just wish I had Beck’s facility for turning daily family frustrations into amusing stories.
I swear, (and it would be the perfect capper to the year for me) I’m going to have an ulcer induced heart attack triggered by a stroke, brought on by having to explain, argue, cajole and use the Dad Hammer for every. Little. Damn. Thing. I tell Vaderling to do.
“I’m getting you up extra early in the morning, turn the video off, leave your phone out here and go to bed and get to sleep”
“Why?”
This devolved into an unpleasant half hour.
Kids, can’t live with 'em and child labor ain’t legal no more!
Oh and Boo, there’s no need. My parents have always been somewhere on the plus side of health conscious (sometimes more, sometimes less) since Dad was diagnosed with High BP and hypertension …
… wow! 44 years ago. Just in time for his birthday. It left indelible marks on my 6yr old self. Most prominent at that time, salt left the dinner table. Yeah, they take their health seriously enough for a couple that want to enjoy life but not live forever. And who give a crap about people beyond their own circle
Certainly sounds like folks who deserve some recognition. Plus, they obviously raised you right!
I have a 12yo housemate (every other week). As soon as you figure out the turnoffthrvideothephonegotobedandgetsomesleep thing, please tell me. Not actually being related I can’t pull any kind of rank and yet somehow I’m supposed to get her up and to school on time. It is like it is a surprise that she is supposed to brush her teeth and go to bed at a certain time every night. Good thing they are so cute, huh?
Boo
So, last night, I was going to try to be good, so when it was getting close to midnight, I was about to turn off my computer and the TV, and head to bed (at least an hour earlier than usual). And, that was when the news about Trump testing positive for coronavirus hit. So, I wound up staying up until after 2am, watching the news.
Been a little groggy all day, but had a good online D&D game with some friends tonight, and now I’m hoping to fall into bed soon and get some actual sleep.
So you say…
Yeah, the best-laid plans and all that. 
Hmm, mmYess, might I suggest, Madam, a nice War Mallet of Authority? Perhaps the I’m The Adult edition? I think you’ll find that it pairs rather nicely with a serving of Girl, I Helped Bring Your Momma Into This World, or if that’s not to your liking, I Changed Your Diapers When You Were Small, Wanna See If I Still Can is a favorite with some. Of course some like the classics, such as Wait Till Your Momma/Daddy Gets Here.
Actually, I just threaten to take some level of phone priviliges away(data mostly, legally can’t actually take his phone permanently) and then go count the new gray hairs in the mirror later
If you like pina coladas,
But you get a rain check,
Hold Boo to her promise,
And enjoy your drink on your deck.
Thanks. This gave me an idea. The router is in my bedroom~I could just unplug it.
Right after I yell “hey, kid! Get off my lawn!”
BigBadBoo, yanking the router power cord out of the outlet
Very good spoons. You get a rain check too. A bard is worthy of his hire.
Boo
Dork, Dear
Why can’t you legally take the phone away? The Vaderling has an inheritance and pays for his own phone?
I’m of the Old School, that he or she who holds the checkbook rules the world.
~VOW
I actually did go to bed at a reasonable hour.
And, then, woke up to my wife saying, “I hate to be the bearer of bad news all the time, but…the furnace isn’t working.”
It’s only 6 years old, and while it turns on, it shuts back down after a few minutes. Thankfully, it’s not tremendously cold here today. Waiting for the furnace repair guy to come out. Ugggh.
Ah, its part of the divorce decree. I can take it away, say at night when it’s bed time. I can forbid electronics at the dinner table. I do those things. But I cannot impede reasonable communication between him and his mom. Thus, even though his fone is really my fone and he’s on my plan, I can’t actually take his phone
And yes, reasonable is also defined in the divorce.decree
Whoa. Such is the age of electronics! I can understand the reasoning behind that edict in the divorce decree, but that doesn’t help much when dealing with a hardheaded teenager.
(Remember, they aren’t human yet…)
If communication is feasible with his mom, you might present a joint effort, that the two of you will confiscate his phone, and said “reasonable communication” is to be done on the phone of either parental unit.
Ugh. I remember well the ogre years. I repeatedly used the “my house, my rules” threat constantly. My mother beat me over the head continually with that line.
My utmost sympathies.
~VOW