Mommarchy

"The family functions as a democracy" said The Husband as we gathered the family to discuss the June holidays. One kid wanted to go to Turkey/Nepal/Bhutan. Another decided that Singapore was best. The Husband voted for Vietnam/Penang. And I wanted Tasmania because someone has a beautiful house with sheep, chickens and ducks.

So I went for a bit of political reform and proposed "Parents get 2 votes and children get 1". And the kids put up a protest (with pickets and all) saying "What sort of democracy is that?" The Husband, mostly quiet, was fast on the draw. He said "It's a managed democracy". And since the kids don't know much about political systems, they bought it. Anyhows, we decided to give the issue a few days to rest and come back for a managed vote.

Then we had to decide whether to play music in the car this morning. It's morning for goodness sakes! Don't you want peace and quiet in the mornings to soak in the sunshine and listen to the birds... and to each other talking in the car? Apparently, not. Without much managing, the democracy voted for music in the car. I protested and promptly changed the political system to a Mommarchy.

Nice system, this Mommarchy thing.