raino’s last blog post..And what a weekend it was!

kittenpie’s last blog post..Biscuits in the Oven

Phew! I was all OMG…Katie thinks I’m a really bad person with a pottymouth!

And you know what, you’re absolutely right. Kids do need to know who their parents are beyond the mundane stuff they see you doing day in and day out.

Looking back, I really only knew one side of my parents when I was a kid. It never occurred to me until I was an adult that they were actual people and so much more complex than I’d ever perceived as a child. This would make a great blog post topic, wouldn’t it?

Let me tell you a little story (sit back J, you know I’m long winded): When I was in primary (which is what they called kindergarten in my neck of the woods), they went around the class and asked each child what their Dad did for a living (it was the early seventies when it was assumed that everyone (a) had a stay at home mom and (b) a dad). When they got to me, I choked, I had no idea what my dad did. So the teacher asked a whole bunch of questions and we decided on carpenter because I said I saw him fix things with a hammer. When my parents showed up for the first parent-teacher conference, my teacher was all like “Hello Mr. motherbumper’s Dad… so you are a carpenter?” And my Dad was like “uh no, I’m a doctor”. Soon after wee motherbumper spent a day at the office with Dad and boy oh boy did I learn more about my Dad in that one day than my five-year old brain could handle. Up until then, he was a dad and Mom was a mom. I really knew so little about them because they just assumed I just knew. Because of that one incident, I go out of my way to make sure that wee bumper knows there is more to me than the woman who cleans out the fridge and knows how to find the laundromat. I’m also the woman who can dance like a fool, become easily disoriented, and cuss like a sailor. BTW - as usual no point to my story, just rambling…

you brought bacon to any potluck I was at, I’d probably kiss you…WITH tongue.

Man, am I that horrible?