Thursday, November 18, 2004

I'm weird

Or so my daughter thinks. Well, let me see if I can remember her exact words over breakfast.

"You are different."

"I am? You think I'm weird?"

"You're not the same as you were when I was little."

"No, but that's because I was too busy looking after you and your father, that I couldn't be me. I don't think I'm weird."

"Well, let's face it you are different. You don't like shopping, and all that meditation stuff was really creepy."

"Creepy!?! Meditation is good for you. Besides I haven't spent time meditating in a long, long time."

"I used to pray that you wouldn't turn into one of those people that won't eat meat and only wears natural fibres. You won't will you?"

"No, I promise. I'll always be a synthetic wearing, meat loving kind of woman."

"Good."

Whew, glad I was able to allay her fears that her mommy wasn't turning into some kind of kook. Besides, what she doesn't know won't hurt her. ;o)

4 comments:

ttt said...

Give it time...give it time. She'll suss it out one day, but by then she might be a bit weird herself! God knows Teenager gets weirder by the day, and her mannerisms are more like Rachel from friends every day...God help me. Later GrocerJack

Suzy Snow said...

They are quite funny aren't they? I love it when I hear what she really thinks. hehehehhehee I remember when I was like SUPER MOM in her eyes. Oh well, it's much easier being a weird mom. I was having trouble faking it all those years. ;o)

Watski said...

Make sure you keep the bedroom door locked then...

Anonymous said...

You're so right about being able to stop being a 24/7 mommy and become yourself again.

It's scary when you both learn that your daughter is more conservative than you are. I feel your pain.

- Pierette