My daughter, Paris Hilton.....

Driving to Target last week and discussing some upcoming family vacations (next 2-3 years)

Me: I'd love to take you guys on a cruise, you know.. the REALLY big ships, they have so many cool things for you guys to do on board!

Vica: Yeah Mama!!! I know, I saw one on TV, they have a wave pool and a rock climbing wall and they even have a

Natasha: Hot Tubs!!!!

Oooooookay, well, yes, yes they do have hot tubs Natasha.

And you know, for Dad's 50th we're going to take a trip to the Grand Canyon...

Vica: Oh Mama! That's gonna be so cool, we studied that in school and it's so pretty and you can actually go INTO the canyon.....

You can take a plane ride
You can hike into the canyon
You could also ride a........

Natasha: Limo???????


Oh brother. I guess that should have been my warning. I got a call from school this past Friday that Natasha has apparently "charged" 11 dollars worth of snacks and drinks in the cafeteria during the last few weeks and could I please kindly pay her tab....

Why does all of this seem like a scary premonition of things to come?

I've already started researching all girls boarding schools.