Dear Lord, Forgive Me

I allowed my child to dress up for Halloween as an OSU cheerleader.  (When she first said she wanted to dress up as an OSU cheerleader, I suggested the cow costume.  She and Mr. Sweetie were Not Amused.)  Where oh where did I go wrong?  From the time she was a newborn, I have been singing her name to the tune of "Boomer Sooner."  And yet, the child has rejected my beloved Alma Mater for a place where it's Halloween every day of the year. 

As if this wasn't bad enough, last weekend Lil Sweetie made an obscene hand gesture (the "hook em horns" sign).  Gasp!  I danged near fainted but pulled it together enough to sing to her the "Don't Send My Boy to Texas" song.  What more can a mother do?