Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Cynical much?

So, the people who bought the foreclosed-upon house across the street turn out to be church-y people - the husband's a pastor (priest? shaman? reverend? I don't know his actual title, I haven't seen his business card), they've always got tons of people coming to the house on Sunday afternoons bearing casserole dishes, blah blah blah.

This afternoon, I'm washing dishes and happen to see their remarkably well-behaved kids scramble up one of the trees in the front yard. My first thought wasn't:

"how cool! The kids are outside, getting fresh air, not sitting in front of the tv playing video games."

my first thought was:

"sad, I bet their parents don't have cable."