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[Gators North]

Warmy-tormies for footed pj's.

Never heard that one, but I wear footed pjs to this day. Yes, I’m weird.

 

[TootsieFootsie]

Body parts and bodily functions had words that my Mum taught me to use.

They were all made up by her. It was only later I realised.

 

[Onlyguessing23]

I’m late to the party, but oh! that was fun reading through everyone’s posts! Memory lane… I’m amazed how similar we all are! But from everywhere and everywhen. @Tricia, your picture to kick off this thread is adorable! All of these childhood photos are marvelous. Thanks for sharing! You all make me smile.
For the record: barefoot catholic upbringing here.

 

[Megnut]

My mom wouldn't let us play with kids

Body parts and bodily functions had words that my Mum taught me to use.

They were all made up by her. It was only later I realised.

As a preschooler, my DD referred to certain anatomy as apples. (Think _ipples.) We're at lunch at my Mom's where the centerpiece is a wooden bowl of wooden apples. My mom noticed the apples had gathered dust and felt it important enough to mention. "I need to dust my apples." The look on my DD's face, priceless.

 

[Knox]

What about those terrible blisters we got until the calluses developed, swinging on the monkey bars?

 

[Stunned]

We were always told that you couldn't turn on the backseat car light at night because it was illegal. I was in my 50s when I found out it was a lie!

 

[Lilibet]

16. Me:
Mum, But everyone does that!
Mum: you’re not everyone!

Me: But so-and-so’s mother lets her do it.
Mom: I’m not so-and-so’s mother.

 

[sassyblue]

Typical texts of my Mum
when I was a child.
and...
Mums of my childhood friends were the same:

1. I'm counting to three!
(When I was lazy.
Another version: You have five minutes!)

2. And if someone tells you to jump into fire, will you jump too?

3. You can leave the potatoes, but eat the meat.

4. Do you think money falls from the sky?
(Another version: Grows in trees?)

5. I'm not your cleaner!

6. Don't make that face, it'll stay that way

7. The fridge is full and you don't have anything to eat?

8. I don't care who started it!
(When me fighting with brother)

9. When the potatoes are cooked, we'll eat!
(Mum, when's dinner???)

10. First chores, then fun.
(Countless times, like...every day
My chores:
homework, cleaning my room, mopping floors, washing up)

11. What happened at school?

12. If you don't clean this up right now, I'll throw it all out of the window.

13. You'll see when you have children of your own!

14. What are you waiting for? Applause?
(Me lazy)

15. One more word and we're not going anywhere.
(Me being argumentative)

16. Me:
Mum, But everyone does that!
Mum: you’re not everyone!

17. There were no toys like these in my day.

18. Close the door. Do you have a tail?

I think me and all my childhood friends had THE SAME mother!!!

I had the same mother!

 

[Megnut]

What about those terrible blisters we got until the calluses developed, swinging on the monkey bars?

And lost skin sliding down a playground slide that was molten.

 

[Tricia]

In the photo I am holding Barbie, the first child of a couple who rented the basement of our house for a time back in the day. I was very excited to be holding a newborn, as you can tell, and I always remembered the baby's birthday. (I have had an uncanny memory for birthdays all my life---except for the ones I never could and never will get straight to save my soul.)

Last February I found Barbie through Mr. Google and called her on her birthday! She lives a couple of states from me, and we both now live far from the state where we were born. We had a great conversation. She insisted I phone her mother the next day, which I did, and that was another great conversation. (As you see, my mother, probably like most mothers, always labelled all the photos in the album, but the spelling of Barbie's last name is a little off so Barbie is still anonymous.)

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On another note, I was not raised Catholic but became Catholic as a young adult for quite a number of years. For many more years than that now, I have been a very happy Nothing (Burger). Earlier in this century I tutored adults in my home who wanted to improve either their English or their Spanish. One of my students was a Catholic priest from Colombia who spoke very good English but wanted to speak English even better. Such a lovely man.

In conversation with him one day the topic of religion and me came up. I became nervous. I had been hoping to avoid that topic. But I got an idea. I asked the good Father, "Do you know what a lapsed Catholic is?" He replied no (whew), so instead of providing him a nice explanation of what the term meant, I just declared somewhat proudly, "That's what I am!" and left it at that. Boom, it worked.

That is so cute.

 

[Tricia]

I’m late to the party, but oh! that was fun reading through everyone’s posts! Memory lane… I’m amazed how similar we all are! But from everywhere and everywhen. @Tricia, your picture to kick off this thread is adorable! All of these childhood photos are marvelous. Thanks for sharing! You all make me smile.
For the record: barefoot catholic upbringing here.

Thank you Onlygussing23.

 

[Tricia]

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