Thanks to everyone who passed on some great advice on how not to get leg cramps. I am leg cramp free for nearly a week now!
I'd like to continuing the conversation of getting old--or more specifically I'd like to talk about the conversations that are currently taking place in my family as opposed to the conversations that once took place.
My family (as many of you can attest too) is not much for talking. Sure once you get to know us individually we can open up as good or nearly as good as anyone but first impressions of my family often include words like quiet and shy. Still, the "not much for talking" description of my family is generally a good one and that even goes for amongst ourselves. My family isn't one of those families who sits down on a regular basis to talk about what everyone thinks or what everyone is doing. My mom was once taken to the emergency room and it was years before I ever knew about (despite the fact that I was living at home during the incident). We just don't share.
We are required, though, to check in on a regular basis once we move out (this usually means a call on Sunday night if we are out of state or out of the country) but since we are not a really chatty family our conversations would often deteriorate into questions about the weather (all of my sisters are laughing right now because of how very true this statement is). Lately I have noticed that as we have aged and as our life circumstances are changing the weather questions have dropped off entirely. Into their place have fallen these fun new phone conversation gems:
"You went pee pee in the potty? You are such a big girl."
"She goes pee pee in the potty but still won't poop in the potty."
"Are you going to go poo poo in the potty today? You are? You are such a big girl."
"She pooped on the carpet"
Growing up is fun! fun! fun!
I'd like to continuing the conversation of getting old--or more specifically I'd like to talk about the conversations that are currently taking place in my family as opposed to the conversations that once took place.
My family (as many of you can attest too) is not much for talking. Sure once you get to know us individually we can open up as good or nearly as good as anyone but first impressions of my family often include words like quiet and shy. Still, the "not much for talking" description of my family is generally a good one and that even goes for amongst ourselves. My family isn't one of those families who sits down on a regular basis to talk about what everyone thinks or what everyone is doing. My mom was once taken to the emergency room and it was years before I ever knew about (despite the fact that I was living at home during the incident). We just don't share.
We are required, though, to check in on a regular basis once we move out (this usually means a call on Sunday night if we are out of state or out of the country) but since we are not a really chatty family our conversations would often deteriorate into questions about the weather (all of my sisters are laughing right now because of how very true this statement is). Lately I have noticed that as we have aged and as our life circumstances are changing the weather questions have dropped off entirely. Into their place have fallen these fun new phone conversation gems:
"You went pee pee in the potty? You are such a big girl."
"She goes pee pee in the potty but still won't poop in the potty."
"Are you going to go poo poo in the potty today? You are? You are such a big girl."
"She pooped on the carpet"
Growing up is fun! fun! fun!
5 comments:
Just for the record, I did laugh at the weather comment. :)
This post made me laugh because it's so true. But for being "shy", your blog totally makes up for it! I think that's why I like it so much!
What?!?! We are a very chatty family! Ya, ya I guess we talk about the weather A LOT! I love your post!! I always get the people telling me that they thought I was a snob at first and then they realized I was just shy! I am trying to work on my social skills.
Please tell me it's the NEXT generation that is pooping on the carpet...
Jenny--was absolutely the next generation.
Post a Comment