Everyone’s Mom has favorite sayings. I’m sure my kids can come up with some doozies for me. I just hope none of them were the doozies my mom used to say. Mine may be as annoying and silly, I just hope they weren’t the same as my mom. We have to break the cycle somewhere, right?
I thought about this as I entered the chicken yard a few days ago and saw a broom that had been dragged out into the yard from the Chick-condo and ripped apart. It looks like a work of art to me.
I smiled to myself the words my mother always used: “Is there nothing that I can call my own?” Huh? Is there anything that is really our own anyway? I don’t use those words cause I suppose there are many items in my home that no one touches. My mom had four girls. She had much to contend with in the way of paw paws touching her stuff. Little closet snatchers she had to deal with on occasion. I have no girls. My boys don’t dip into my closet very often. Maybe now that my barn animals like the same things I like I will insert that saying into my repertoire.
“If you don’t stop crying, I will give you something to cry about.” I always wondered, if a parent didn’t want to hear crying, why they would do something to induce crying? That NEVER made sense to me and still doesn’t.
“No, you can’t because I said so.” I spent years working really hard not to utter the words. I felt that my child deserved a reason for not doing something so they could better discern their next action. When I used to hear that, I would think to myself, ” Uh, no, that is NOT a good enough reason.” But I think as they got up in some teen years when stupid is as stupid does, I do think I uttered the words. Rational explanations weren’t working anymore. And I kinda now understand that our parent’s “no” should be reason enough.
A few of mine that I have been known to throw out there are:
“If you keep playing with that, it WILL break.” I have one particular son that can’t keep his hands off of all that is precious. I guess I could adopt the “Is there nothing I can call my own?” But I don’t want anyone thinking that I’m not sharing. I want him to think I share. I just don’t want him to touch the shared object.
“Fair is a carnival with rides.”
“There is a time and a place.. and it’s not now.” That was a very popular saying of mine when the boys were teenagers.
My youngest just reminded me that I said: “No. You don’t know.” Thar creeps me out.
I would love to hear what came out of your house. Or what you could be accused of saying.
Have yerself a super Thanksgiving Saturday.