I think I’ve turned into my mother. I’m not sure that is a bad thing. I’d like to think I only follow her positive traits! I’m sure Eric could argue that point, but really, he can argue anything and gets a kick out of doing so.
So here are some of the ways, I’ve turned into my mama:
- I re-heat day old coffee.
- I have thoroughly researched and know where to get the cheapest grocery items and at which store.
- I love an ice cube in my white wine.
- A clean house is a beautiful thing.
- We both close one our eyes and flare our nostrils when we laugh really hard.
- Motion sickness–ick!
- We both like to send cards and do thoughtful things for others.
- We like organizing things–though I think she’s better, I’ll say it is because she has more “experience.”
And here are the ways I’m nothing like my mama:
- I love whiskey, straight–sometimes with an ice cube.
- Sashimi is yummy!
- I don’t have perfect vacuum marks on the carpet ever.
- I’ve lived in the same house for six years–I counted 11 that I lived in as a kiddo and my parents are in the process of moving now!
- I’m a more adventurous cook and don’t have to follow a recipe.
- I’m not a gambler, but she finds it entertaining.
- She’s a great knitter, and I’m just not (yet anyways!)
Here are ways I think my mom has become like me:
- She is getting more adventurous and is enjoying travel more.
- Her wardrobe has gotten very stylish–I used to say it was “mom-ish.”
Love ya, mama!