August 29, 2012 by CJ
Having recently scolded my son for doing something and needing a reason from him… I just had to laugh out loud when I read this and thought about his blank stare back at me.
When I was really little, let’s say around three or so, I still over-thought things a bit.
I wasn’t a bad little girl but I had strict parents who kept me in line and helped me be a proper little lady. Looking back, for that I’m grateful. I was reminded lately of something my young mind used to ponder…and though it’s just a goofy little kid story, I’m sharing it anyway.
Mom: “Mae, why did you do that?” (Envision wagging finger and some sort of naughty childish behavior.)
Mae: “I don’t know…”
Mom: “That’s not a reason.”
Mae: No words, just staring blankly at Mom.
She must’ve thought something was wrong with me. As a matter of fact, I’m sure she did, because apparently I always had this crazy look of confusion. But to be perfectly honest, I was thinking about raisins. Raisins were my favorite snack, I’d eat them…
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