Don't forget the jelly packets and minitubs of half and half. |
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This is more sad than embarrassing now that I see how much my mom had to do for us with no help.
Our lunches were never packed on time. She would constantly bring them late (drop them off at 10am, after she took us to school, went home, packed lunch and brought it back). I remember the teacher saying, "You should have your mom pack lunch the night before". I was in first grade. |
How many kids did she need to pack lunch for? Did she have to leave to bring you to school unusually early? Did she work second shift and was still tired in the morning from not enough sleep? |
This is sweet. |
I'm the dad version of your mom. And while I'm the best singer in the family, I'm not good, just really enthusiastic. At Church my kids keep elbowing me to sing softer... |
| Any time my dad opened a gift, he’d shake it and ask ”is it (insert childish Disney character) underwear?” He would sing and dance to Britney Spears songs in front of my friends. He also (still) is obsessed with flying kites at the beach and topping his “extreme” kite feats each year. Once he got an extra long string and ended up snagging a plane with a big banner flying behind it. The banner came undone and fell into the ocean. The next year he used his kite to pull himself out to sea in a raft and had to be rescued by kayakers. |
| Tried to windsurf and got carried by the wind to the Canadian side of the lake. This was in the 80s so the border was not considered a big deal but they drove her back around to the US in a border patrol car and I was mortified. |
She was ditching in on you to make sure you weren't smoking up or doing it |
| I grew up in a traditional South Asian household where girls and women are supposed to be segregated during menstruation. My mom and grandma would make a point of loudly announcing the fact to anyone who visited our house while I had my period. It took a huge fight when I was 15 to get them to stop. |
Also latex gloves, bandages, and whatever was loose in drawers at doctors offices. |
| Unexpectedly substitute taught my 2nd grade class because the teacher never showed up. Then lay down in a dark room and cried. In retrospect it is completely understandable. |
| I once went to a volunteering event in my hometown, and the mayor showed up. My mom came to pick me up and waved at the mayor cluelessly. She didn’t know who the mayor was. |
Are you my brother? |
| Mom gave me and my siblings rhyming names and dressed us in matching outfits for every holiday. |
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When I was in middle school, my dad and I went on a father/daughter scout camping trip. Everyone rode their bicycles from a check-in point to the campsite. My dad didn't have a bicycle, and for some reason, he wouldn't let me ride my bike with the 2-dozen other dads and daughters. He insisted he would drive us to the camp. But... instead he decided we would hitch a ride with the scout leader, who was driving all the equipment to the camp.
My dad sat in the front passenger seat, chatting with the leader, while I literally sat on a door handle in the back, up to my ears in sleeping bags and backpacks. With my face pressed to the window, I got many cheerful waves from my friends and their fathers as we slowly drove past the parade of cyclists. Yes, I realize I was lucky to have a dad who was willing to go at all. It ended up being a pretty fun trip. Someday I still hope to feel lighthearted embarrassment instead of pre-adolescent mortification.
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