Growing up, I knew my parents loved me, and I knew they wanted only the best for me, BUT, I honestly thought they had some crazy rules. I bet I heard, "Don't go out with a wet head." at least 3 times a week. More times than I can remember I was told that if I didn't stop making a face that my "face would freeze that way." I was asked hundreds of times if I was born in a barn, because I left the door open. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I thought they were nuts! Who needed rules and why those stupid rules?
As I talk with my teenage daughter, Kat, and her friends, I find myself repeating some of these same things. Kat is as notorious as I was about leaving with a wet head. I am constantly telling her to go dry it, because I do not want her to get sick. When her friends are here, they run in and out, laughing like hyenas, and they leave the sliding door open. I can picture Daddy laughing at me from Heaven as he hears me ask them if they were born in a barn. And just when I thought Kat had left behind the ugly face phase, thanks to Miley Cyrus, I have to deal with that silly tongue stuck out in half of her photos. I hope it doesn't freeze that way! LOL. It all makes sense now. Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
I cannot wait until the day I can sit back and laugh at her when my grandkids do these things and she reacts like I react now. Yeah. That time is coming! She will get a taste of it! Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!!