The other day, I said something to one of my kids, and I could swear it was my mother’s voice coming out of my mouth. Those catch phrases that used to make me roll my eyes make so much sense all of a sudden. Here are some of my favorites:
“If you fall out of that cherry tree and break your leg, don’t come running to me.”
“I’ll give you something to cry about.”
“If (insert friend’s name here) jumped off a cliff, would you?”
“Put that down; you don’t know where it’s been.”
“Where do you think you’re going dressed like that?”
And the ever popular: “Because I said so.”
Sometimes, though, she said things that were so off-the-wall, I can’t believe they came out of her. Who could forget these little gems?
Halfway through a performance of The Nutcracker: “Wow, look at all those butts!”
Explaining to 10-year-old me about her hysterectomy: “They took out the nursery, but left in the playpen.”
When I was 5 and asked her why the ocean roars: “If you had crabs on your bottom, you’d roar too.”
She always had something to say, all right. Including the night she died. She got up from her chair and said, “I’m a little tired; I think I’ll go to bed.” And she tucked herself into bed, went to sleep, and never woke up again.
A woman of few words, but important ones. Love you, Mama.