So now that I am a mom myself, I have one very overdue apology to address.
#1. I am sorry for asking “what’s for dinner?”, every single freakin’ day.
I used to wonder why that was such an annoying question. Like why would a person who has to plan, shop for, and cook every single meal be irritated by the same exact question every day? Add 10-15% more annoyance by the fact the question was usually asked while you were busy preparing a meal that I could obviously see. Add 25% annoyance to the question when it was asked right after you finished preparing the previous meal. 15% annoyance when it was a special phone call to ask. 57% annoyance for my response which was occasionally less than polite. Not to mention “why even ask”? It doesn’t really matter what’s for dinner. It’s not like I’m going to order take out, or eat somewhere else, I WAS A KID! Now that I am plagued by that same question every day of my damn life, I understand, and I’m sorry Mom.
#2. I am sorry for assuming you were in charge of keeping track of my stuff. “Mom, where is my book?”, “Where is my purple sweatshirt?”, “Mom, where is the title to my car?”. Yes, I was sort of a gypsy for my young adult life and assumed my Mom would know where all my important stuff was. Because, I lived with my Mom? Nope, just thought she had some kind of magical “know everything” power. Well, guess what? Now that I have a husband and children of my own, I realize there is no freakin’ way to keep track of your own things as well as everyone else’s. The worst part of the magical “Mom power”, is that not one person in your house will actually look for what they have misplaced. Their immediate response will be to just ask mom. No, no never mind, the true worst part is, that you will actually know where most of this stuff is, and it’s right in front of their damn faces!
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I loveeeeee this and you Sari!
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Love you too Kimbo 😘
Love this post also! Haha, apologizing for the years 12-19 made me laugh- because that’s so true. And now I have a daughter… and I’m dreading those years lol.
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