What's the stupidest thing you can do as a parent?

Why did I do it?
What in god's name possessed me to agree?

I must have been really tired this morning to just casually accept Molly's request for £2.50 to take into school to buy a bloody recorder.

All night so far we have been entertained by her tuneless screechings (and that's not being cruel, she's a great little musician, with lots of potential, but bloody hell - have you heard a recorder? It could make a genius sound like a tone-deaf toddler.)

Guitar is good, but mark this carefully - if your son or daughter comes home and asks for recorder lessons, buy them a pony instead, more expensive certainly, but what's more important, the money or your eardrums?