Indeed, a job is a job. Cheers!

heres the funny thing.... i used to involve my children in cooking dinner great family time while they learned... one would be running the mixer to mash the potatos.. one tearing up the lettuce for the salad and ond standing on a chair stiring something on the stove while i taught them to put the handle inward so they didnt knock it off the stove etc and safety matters.... now my oldest daughter she is now 25 now remembers it as me teaching them things so they could do it their selves at a later time in life ... while my son 23 now remembers it as making his own dinner! it will take him a few more years to realize im sure what it was really all about...... and they all enjoyed it while they were doing it... then i made them do their own laundry at about 11 yrs old... i taught them how... and was tired of picking up the clean clothes i had folded all unfolded all over their floor mixed in with dirty clothes again and need redone.... it wore me out... so time for them to learn.. learn how to do laundry and learn that it was work... no more clothes on their floor all mixed in!

Again, man up! Get the world before the world gets you!

Oh come on yall don't yall think yall being just a little hard on him. We don't know what this boy going threw with his mom. He came here to seek help. And what type of help is yall giving him? Just to put him down. Boo here is a # 4 u call it 18007921355

Can't help people that won't help themself first.

yes as he said he was never taught to do things for hisself....that is the real issue here.... but his mom apparently isnt going to teach him now... so he has to go out there and learn on his own.... time is passing by why should he live miserably?

cut m some slack, dam good spankin ya brat.!!!

im not blaming him...... i think its a failed parent issue..... thats what ive been saying all along.... but now... hes got to do something for hisself....

and nice new pic finally seahawk

thnx ya he seems like a real good kid that respects his parents, although they dont seem to wanna let m go.!!!

They don't, heck my grandma still gets uptight about me using the bus. The other day was gonna bus to meet my dad somewhere en route to a funeral, but she insisted on driving me there herself.

go dana !!

1 of 2 choices you can make here. 1; Walk out one day without telling anyone where you are going, come back when you want; or 2; keep letting them baby you.

Yeah I hear you but I rember hearing in the news once it was a long time ago but any ways this young man was tring to seek help from some1 and he killed his mom and dad and his brother. so handle with care. Baby seek some help from that number I gave 2 u.

thats what im talking about..... they wont let him grow up... and he has too... and hes gonna have to do it hisself.... and why the heck didnt you take the bus anyway? and tell them i" i need to learn to get around on my own thank you!" " im 20 not 2!"

well bro just tell m ya love m but time to do stuff on yur own, u need yur independence.!!!! cheers mate

I should have really, only way I'm gonna learn to handle things on my own as I've said.

okay at 20 its time to stop blaming your folks .He is a lazy bum and needs to be thrown from the nest.Apparently being waited on hand and foot isnt that bad or he would have a license, a job and some backbone.My first husband was a mommas boy and it sucked rocks.

is that the jobline?

and this is what im getting at too.... he has become this way because of his parents and surroundings but now time to grow up.. take a stand... tell his ma and g ma hes not 2 and just do it.... take the bus .. learn how to do these things now its up to him but still he should of been taught and this problem would not of arised....

You know it's funny, I did this one morning recently. I was the only one up, at around 7:30 or so I want to say. We didn't have any cereal or anything, so I decided to go ahead and walk up to the store and get some, among other things. I left the front door unlocked, so I could get back in the house. I figured it wasn't a big thing, as there were people home and such. In hindsight, I probably should have taken a key but I digress....

In any case, I come back and they're all upset that I didn't tell them, as well as that I hadn't locked the door. They were like: "What if you got kidnapped, or hit by a car?" etc etc.

I didn't feel the need to say anything, and if I had to do it over again I still wouldn't have. Why should I have to tell them everywhere I go, you know?