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Our life is full of wonderful, chaotic, blessed, hysterical, insane, magical, sad, scary, sweet, mind boggling, moments. While balancing life with 3 cherubs, parents, sisters, BIL, In-laws, 1 teaching career, and many good friends; I find that our life is moving far toooo fast. It is important to cherish and record the moments as we consistently try to balance our scale (God forbid I make a photo album)! MB

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

When I Was Your Age

Ok, let's talk friends. If my parents thought we were acting even a tiny bit spoiled this is what we got, the ol' line. 'When I was your age, we didn't have buses. We walked to and from school. In the rain or shine. Uphill (both ways). With no shoes.'

So here I am, thinking the same thing. Except mine goes something like this:

'When I was your age, we didn't have to be at a different field EVERY SINGLE night. Our play time was NOT scheduled. We came home and PLAYED outside, until either the street lights came on or my mom rang the dinner bell. We road (banana seat) bikes for HOURS. Played in the next neighborhood~without our parents worrying (or insisting on going with us). We went to our friends house to watch cable or play Atari. We couldn't afford such luxuries. There was no such thing as juice boxes, 100 calorie packs, and cell phones. We had to WAIT UNTIL WE GOT HOME to tell someone something or to call them. We didn't even have call waiting or an answering machine when I was really little. There were no remote controls. My older sister used to bully me into turning the channel-so she could watch Mash. We didn't get to choose our clothes or demand the ones with the label. We wore hand-me-downs and patched the knees in our pants if they ripped. We didn't know what pedicures were. We were not constantly entertained with Nintendo DS's, car tvs, ipods. We played the license plate game or I Spy when we were in the car. We had to write out all our homework or type it on a TYPEWRITER. There were no computers. All our toys didn't make sounds or talk. We used our imaginations for that stuff. We didn't come home with a trophy unless we actually won something. (In my house) we went to church-even on holy days and vacations. We said please and thank you, every time, or else. Gimmie, gimmie, never got. In our day, it was simple. You don't know what you are missing.'

1 comment:

Trenches of Mommyhood said...

Amen, sistah! And...we are officially OLD!