Confused? Me too. Last week I had a text message conversation with my Dad. It went something like this…
Me: Great news! I’m being published on Scary Mommy, the site I’ve been telling you about.
Dad: That’s brilliant! Well done love.
Me: Now for the bad news… My article contains 3 swear words, and you have to tell Mum.
Dad: It’s ok, I’ve just showed her your text.
Dad: She says which ones?
Me: The S word, the A word and the C word.
Me: Oh hang on – not that one Dad!
Me: Crap Dad! Crap!
Dad: Sorry, was just picking your mother up off the floor.
15 minutes later
Mum: I’m so proud of you love, I’m sure it will be fine and I’ll love it. Please don’t worry about the swear words, what do I know!
Proof that a mother’s love is indeed, unconditional. Sorry Mum.
To read my debut post on the fabulous Scary Mommy click here (it will also answer a few questions about the return leg of ‘that‘ train journey in August.)
Congrats! That is awesome – and I loved the post. Best part? Older sister telling that woman what’s what. Made me laugh out loud!
Thanks Barb! It wasn’t our finest hour. (Although to all the commenters questioning/slating my parenting, all I could think was: wow! If only you knew how badly I handled to journey TO our destination, you would be even more mad!!)
It’s alright for you, I have put up with the £&@?£&/ comments!!!!
I’m learning fast… DON’T pay attention to the comments!