Questions I asked Mommy and Daddy
June 30, 2011 35 Comments
Looking at my childhood pictures reminds me of happy days filled with magical wonderings about the mysteries of the world. My innocence and ignorance inspired me to ask questions, which my parents answered separately and together.
Will Santa give me that big doll house for Christmas?
Not this year sweetie. He’s on a budget.
Why do I have to order from the children’s menu when I can eat more than you can?
Small people must eat small portions.
Why can’t I eat more candy?
Because cavities are expensive.
Why do I have to go to school?
Dad: So you’ll know how to fill out a job application.
(Two frogs in my hand.) Do frogs really turn into prince charmings?
Mom: Eeeek! Dad: Get that toad out of this house.
Mom: Community property. Dad: Freedom
When can I get a boyfriend?
Mom: Ask your father. Dad: Never
When can I get married?
Mom: When you fall in love. Dad: Weddings are expensive.
Mom: Sex gets you in trouble. Dad: Girls don’t like sex.
What’s birth control?
Mom: Ask your father. Dad: I have nothing to do with that.
When do I live happily ever after like in the fairy tales?
As I learned the facts of life and experienced the daily chaos that thwarted my world order, I realized that the only magical thing about existence resides within my imagination. Happily ever after meant the end of the story … my story isn’t over. Happiness is in believing that I’m a beautiful work in progress who finds joy in laughing at the malfunction of the universe.
What’s your happiness?
Visit my page on Facebook.
Other posts you might like:
Join the Crazy Chicks Club.
Click here if you’re a Crazy Freak.
Visit my fan page on Facebook.