I’m getting old. I remember when Kelly LeBrock was my idol. I couldn’t wait to grow up because I was going to be just like her. Now she’s a MeMaw. Sooooo very strange.

She’s still a beaut!

I just got my naptime celebrity fix at dlisted (Thank you, Sissi, for getting me hooked!). I read this article which made me crabby. Britney Spears is being chastized for her parenting again, which this time is petty in my opinion:

Britney shoves a juice bottle in their mouth to stop them from crying.

Britney asked a dentist if they could whiten her kid’s teeth.

Britney feeds them Doritos and Sodie Pop.

Britney gives them chewing gum.

Britney gives them ice cream before bed, because the cold calms them.

Now that’s just stoopid! Would it be news worthy if she fed her boys some brocolli and tabouli? No. I’m sure the kids aren’t LIVING off of pop and doritos! Geez.

First of all, I don’t like any celebrities really. I think they are pretty disappointing. I read celebrity gossip when I’m taking my little afternoon break, usually only if there are no new blog posts out there. I should probably knit or something. I lose brain cells to this crap.

But really. Have you never had ice cream before bed? I mean, I grew up eating coffee ice cream before bed at least once a week and I have fabulous teeth! Also, I give my kids ice cream before bed all the time– “after dinner dessert” would be considered “before bed”. Can people not give their kids dessert anymore? Someone call DSS on me; I’m breaking the law here!

Call them fast too. Cause guess what!? I’m also taking them to McDonald’s for dinner. (Hisss. Booooo. Gahhh!)

Britney, darlin’, you come on over to my house anytime and we’ll eat some fried chicken, sweet tea, and pecan pie. We could even sneak some cookies to the kids when the cameras aren’t looking.