Friday, October 12, 2012

My Parents

There are about 100,000 reasons why I adore my parents. 

And, as I am about to embark on parenting myself, I have found myself thinking back at the parenting that I received, and the kind of parent that I want to be. For the most part, I want to be a lot like my parents, with the exception of my Dad's horrible jokes and embarrassing antics.

And, I hope, when my daughter is old enough to become a parent, that I am still making her laugh so hard she spits coffee across a room, like my parents continue to do. (Yes, I'm still drinking coffee...don't judge)

Case in point. Email I just received from my mom:

I just called labor and delivery at the hospital, told them my daughter will be delivering there in 2-3 weeks and want to know if I/she can bring a favorite stuffed animal-small-into labor and delivery.  She said "of course"  just not in the crib.

That said, dad found a smaller cow like Milky(my favorite childhood stuffed animal) for you or do you want Milky?  He is afraid it might get lost???

Love, me

Yes, my mom called labor and delivery at the hospital to find out if she could bring a stuffed animal for her daughter. Yes, they probably think her daughter is 13 and got knocked up and is scared. I'm guessing I am not what that labor and delivery nurse envisioned when she received this phone call.

1 comment:

KRISTIN said...

that is the cutest thing ever! i told my mom recently that i wanted to be a mom just like her and we both cried for like an hour. this is all just to weird.