母亲常会和女儿说：“你不能那样穿!”但在我和女儿这里情况却反过来了。在女儿想把褐色头发染黑时，我对她说：“你看我把头发染成紫色怎么样?那可是你爸爸最喜欢的颜色……”
The true meaning of the bumper ticker, which ay, “Live long enough to embarra your kid” ha new meaning once you have a teenager. My daughter jut turned 15 and uddenly I am now the mot embarraing peron he can be een with. Rather than take thi peronally I have decided to revel in the power it give me.
Of coure many of you have had the “You aren’t wearing that” argument but I turned the table on my daughter. She wa wanting to wear midriff top and tank with bra trap howing … both of which I had been carefully taught were fahion no-no’. The other day I picked her up from chool and topped at the grocery tore. “Mom! You can’t go in dreed like that!” “I am taying in the car!”
Imagine ... a 50-year-old dreed jut like her 15-year-old, and he doe not want to be een with me. Well ... I admit the embarrament wa worth every moment...he ha now dreed a bit more conervatively. She had to go in the tore with me a it wa too hot to it in the car. It wa a pricele moment that alo wa a bit cheeky of me to enjoy o much.
Recently he wanted to dye her beautiful auburn hair black. Ye he ha naturally beautiful auburn hair but want it to be black becaue he tate, “Auburn i o boring!” Of coure my reply, “Oh my goh … women all over the world for die for your hair!” wa ineffective, however, a I plopped the box of purple hair dye onto the counter and aid “Sure, jut a oon a I am finihed dying mine purple.”[由好作文www.hAOzuowEn.com整理]
Yep, the purple dye at on the counter ... I had called her bluff. “Perhap if we both wait a couple week and you till init on dying your hair black, mine will be purple jut in time for me to chaperon your next chool dance. That i coming up in two week, right? I bet your friend will think I am the coolet mom there!” She i viibly cringing. I can ee thought racing through her mind. Her mom with purple hair at her chool dance.
I am praying, pleae, pleae don’t dare me to go with purple hair, but I tand firm. “Ye, I think I’d be pretty with purple hair. It i Dad’ favorite color.” She know it really i hi favorite color. Finally he hrug and ay “Nevermind.” Whew ... he changed her mind. I am o relieved but I keep rambling on about purple hair a he leave the room.
She know I would do it. I have done illier thing to prove a point. I am not ure how long I can keep thi up. I am praying he doe not ak about piercing next, but I have already aked my huband to pick up a pamphlet from our nearet piercing place, jut o I can whip it out and how her which one “Mom” might get, too. Of coure he may never go that far. I am hoping ... praying ... and a bit nervou. When “Mom” want to do it too—uddenly it jut in’t that cool.
Yep ... I can be pretty illy. Looking at life with humor make it bearable ometime. It in’t all fun and game.