In every young woman's life, there comes a point where ~~~ she becomes ~~~ her mother!
Yesterday morning, we were getting ready to leave the house and she asked for something. When I told her no, she mumbled, "It juss not fayer!" (Where did she learn this?)
I'm telling you - before I could even think about a response, it came out..."Well, life's not always fair!"
I always said I'd never say that to my children. My mother assured me I would.
She was right.
I always said I'd never use the powerful "mama spit" on E's face too. My mother assured me I would.
She was right. That mama spit works wonders!
Someday when E doesn't feel good, she will tell me something hurts and I will probably respond with, "Ah it's just a growing pain. You'll be fine."
That would be from my grandmother. When she has pain, she has pain. But when you do, it's only a growing pain.
Yep - I grew alright. Right straight into my mother. It was inevitable. :c)