Funny thing. When I was growing up people would make comments about my sisters and I being so close to my Mom. Like they thought it was such a weird thing that we should be so close to our Mother. I always thought that it was weird if you weren't close to your Mom. I mean they acted like it was unhealthy for us to be a close family. If anything, isn't unhealthy not to be close to your kids? Maybe my Mom was just cooler than their Moms lol. I don't know, I would much rather hang out with my Mom and sisters when I was young, going to the movies, or hanging out at the mall, and getting lunch sittin' down and talkin'. One of the greatest memories I have is when I was probably in the 3rd or 4th grade and my Mom let me "ditch" that day, and she didn't go into work. We just stayed home and hung out watching $10,000 pyramid, and family feud. She made frito's with chili and cheese on it. I remember vividly eating those, watching the silly game shows and thinking, my Mom is the coolest! Thats all it took, fun times like that. I mean there aren't many Mom's that would just let there kid stay home, just because.(ok, she is REALLY gonna kill me for this one!!)
Then there is her silliness. For instance the time we drove thru Dell Taco, and she ordered a large Dr. Pecker. Oh man, when she realized what she had said, my Mom, sisters, and I laughed, and laughed, and laughed. We sat there for a few minutes before pulling up, because my Mom was to embarrassed to face the guy who took our order. I can't really blame her, cause when we did finally pull up the guy was practically hanging out the window to see the crazy lady who ordered a "pecker" and he was laughing as hard as we were. Oh and don't get me started on her trying to say "Fudruckers."My Mom was also the disciplinarian, she was the one to set the rules, and stand by them. Although I can't say that I ever remember my Mom yelling. Well, she didn't have to yell, she would just give us her "look." Yup, thats all it took was the look! Thats when you knew it was time to straighten up. She said when we were young she would spank, but I don't remember that. Nope, just that look. Fortunately for me I inherited that "look" and I now use it on my own kids. You know that look "If you don't sit down, and quit running around like a wild banshee (I don't know what that means, but anyway) I am going to do something drastic, like throw you in our nonexistent basement and throw things at you!!!!" Yeah, it pretty much works, and saves me from having to yell across a room full of people. I don't much like yelling, it rattles the nerves and all. Yvonne and I inherited the "look" and pretty much have it down pat. Bobbi ..not so much. When she gives the "look" the kids pretty much laugh, cause it just doesn't work, lol. Yeah, Bobbi Jo's look usually looks like "Don't make me come over there, or I'll.... I'll... do something.... I don't know what... maybe you won't get ice cream after dinner or something!" I'm pretty sure she got that from my Dad.
You see Dad was the opposite, he was NOT a disciplinarian. Noooo way, my Dad was for sure the most layed back Dad I have ever seen. My Dad was the Dad that gave us cake, and cookies whenever we wanted. We knew that if we went to work with Dad, we would get a doughnut for breakfast, McDonalds for lunch, and candy in between. All we had to do was go around and pick up scraps of carpet behind him. If we wanted to go to the store, or get gas, or get a shirt, we would go to Dad and say "Hey Dad, can I get $2.00?" Dad would give us $5.00. If we asked for $5.00, we would get $10.00. Yeah, my Dad was a push over! He loved to spoil his girls! I thought my Dad was the biggest Dad there ever was.. well next to my uncles anyway. You know when kids would say "My Dad can beat up your Dad!" Yeah, I thought I didn't even have to say it, cause I knew, they knew it! I related my Dad to a mountain. I told my Mom, I was thankful for such a big tall, mountain of a Dad with such a gentle soul, because he gave me the example of the man I would marry. Cause I ended up marrying a big mountain of a man, with a teddy bear heart.Yeah growing up, for as much fun as my parents were, we knew they were our parents, they weren't friends. The fun part of being a grown up is that my parents are now my friends! I get to hang out with them and talk about stuff as an adult. They were cool then, and they are cool now!
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