Some things that make me laugh are sometimes hard to put into words, but I will try. When do our children turn into real people, ones that we MIGHT hang out with by choice, because they are funny or enjoyable?
Sometimes people think my kids are funny because of what I post on facebook or the stories I tell, but those are different because I post most of those as coping mechanisms because thats just how they are. They aren't trying to be funny.
This morning as we were passing the neighbors house, the for sale sign was lying on the ground. Sally thought this was very dramatic and a very big deal. I said, "It's not that big of a deal. It could have not been nailed down hard enough, or it could have loosened with the melting of the snow, or a car could have hit it, or the wind could have blown it down. No big deal."
And Chloe muttered, "Or it could have been the Big Bad Wolf coming around blowing it down." And she gave me a look that, all at once said: " I could have said this louder and made Sally scared but I am saying it under my breath because I think it's kind of funny and you might too. And don't worry, Mom, as I enter these teen age years, even though I am not always available and sometimes crabby for no reason, I really love you and we will always be tight. This stuff is normal, Mom. Don’t worry. I Love you.”
Yep, I’m pretty sure thats what the look said.
Love this story and the way you told it. I also like how you describe the idea of our kids becoming people we might choose to hang out with. I know exactly what you mean.
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