While waiting for Olivia the other day at ballet I noticed an article posted on the door. It was hilarious. I chuckled to myself, putting my own parents in the elderly woman's shoes. Go granny!
It reminded me of the time that my mom returned ice cream to the store because she was convinced it had gone bad. The polite clerk inspected the ice cream and kindly informed her, "This is Vanilla Bean ice cream. The little black specks are vanilla beans."
Or there was the time my mom purchased Chips A Hoy chocolate chip cookies, and when she opened them there wasn't a chip in sight. Once again, my mom went back to the store (maybe even the same store, years later!), seeking a refund. Again, she got an explanation. It turns out it was a promotion and she won a prize. $500 to be exact. See, someone really does win those prizes on the side of food containers.
My mom's "moments" happen with food. My dad's "moments" happen with gravity. Usually in the form of a fall. He has fallen down stairs, fallen on ice, fallen off stairs.... Every time he bounces back and says he is fine. "Just a few bruises," he says. But that's ok because chicks dig scars.
Despite their senior moments, my parents are vibrant, healthy, resilient people. I have been "born of goodly parents." They have taught me so much - lessons that have come from years of experience. I think because they are older than most parents of people my age, I have a greater well of wisdom to draw from. I hope to draw from the well for many years to come.
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