Now that I am a mom of my own, I can understand why you told us certain things.
Watch for cars as you ride your bike down the street.
Wash your hands before dinner.
Wait until your father gets home.
Been there, said that.
You taught us so many things;
a love of reading, learning, (for some of us) a love of the great outdoors, to love Jesus, to be witty, to rope, to laugh, to love family.
But there are a few things I still don't understand.
1. Nothing bad happens if I lift the lid while the rice is cooking. For years I was sure it would mean the imminent demise of the world as we know it.
2. Saying the word "fart" is acceptable in polite (ish) society. I obey when told to respect my elders and I don't want to be eaten by bears (remember when you told us that story?!).
Because I fear for my very life, I will not publish your replacement word for that bodily function. I still remember the day I realized that
not one other family, used your word. Probably the first time I realized I was
(No worries, Mom, it certainly wasn't the last time and you were not the sole reason for that state of my being. Dad helped, too.)
3. Calling someone a jerk was not allowed, but calling them a "muscle spasm" was?
4. Seriously cookies DO need the amount of sugar called for in the recipe. Yes, they do.
Whole wheat does not belong in cake.
As much as you want to fool yourself, there was no fooling us.
We were just desperate. So we ate them.
5. The verdict is still out on whether or not I will go to hell for dancing and playing cards. Guess we'll see whose right on that one later.
See ya in heaven - wanna play Texas Hold 'Em there?
6. So far no one has died of typhoid from my messy bedroom. Twenty years later and it pretty much looks the same. Sorry about that.
I always thought that when I grew up I would finally understand all that you taught us. I'm all grown up. When does the Great Enlightenment finally come?
Until then I'll be perfecting my eye roll,
P.S. I used my creative license in taking or ignoring your corrections on the first draft. Whatcha gonna do about it? Spank me?