50 Somethings 50 ways to torture your children...
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E.g., "Hey, what be the haps? You da bomb! Groovy! That is so boss! A shout out to my peeps. Do you mean 'bad' meaning good or 'bad' meaning bad?"
Then say "Word" and make a couple of botched gang (or heavy metal) hand signs.
Bonus points for bad hip-hop dancing (or moon walking).
First hand knowledge, though: The occasion was my oldest son's Eagle Scout ceremony. We had been divorced for a couple of years, and I was already married to MrsHouseLibrary. My ex (call her ThiMs) refused to participate in the ceremony. Instead, she sat in the back of the auditorium and cried. There is a point in the ceremony where the Scout awards his parents tokens (a tie-tack for the dad, and a "Mother's Pin" for the mom) for their assistance in him achieving this rank. MrsHouseLibrary received a pin, because she was involved from the time we dating. My son then left the stage, walked back to where his mother was (still) sobbing, affixed the pin to her collar, gave her a quick kiss and returned to the stage. He did this without any hint that he might have been bothered at all by her behavior.
As soon as the ceremony ended, ThiMs left. When my second son had his Eagle Scout ceremony, he was prepared to do likewise, but she didn't show up for it. My third son didn't attempt to get the Eagle Rank, but remained active (primarily as a Merit Badge Counselor at both Summer Camp and Winter Camp for several years. And that is why I am so profoundly proud of my kids, even if I can't embarrass them.
I have to admit to being unable to embarrass one of my sons. I think he realized early on that I was going to chaperone all of his band trips whether he liked it or not (Hey! I was having a great time!), and he realized that the more embarrassed he acted, the worse I acted, so he just accepted it. To the point that when he was "advertising" his senior recital in college, he posted flyers with the teaser "My Mommy Will Be There!" I'm still Mommy to most of his friends.
Good Job, WHL!
When the kids ask, "when can we go shopping?" or "when can Sam come over?" or even "when's supper?", any "when" question receives the answer (sing along now) ...
"In the year 2525..."