¬†¬†¬†¬† Someday when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a parent, I will tell them, as my Mean Mom told me: I loved you enough . . . to ask where you were going, with whom, and what time you would be home.
¬†¬†¬†¬† I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover that your new best friend was a creep.
¬†¬†¬†¬† I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your room, a job that should have taken 15 minutes.
¬†¬†¬†¬† I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, and tears in my eyes.¬† Children must learn that their parents aren't perfect.
¬†¬†¬†¬† I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your actions even when the penalties were so harsh they almost broke my heart.
¬†¬†¬†¬† But most of all, I loved you enough . . . to say NO when I knew you would hate me for it.
¬†¬†¬†¬† Those were the most difficult battles of all.¬† I'm glad I won them, because in the end you won, too.
¬†¬†¬†¬† And someday when your children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates parents, you will tell them.
¬†¬†¬†¬† Was your Mom mean?¬† I know mine was.¬† We had the meanest mother in the whole world!¬† While other kids ate candy for breakfast, we had to have cereal, eggs, and toast.
¬†¬†¬†¬† When others had a Pepsi and a Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat sandwiches.
¬†¬†¬†¬† And you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that was different from what other kids had, too.
¬†¬†¬†¬† Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times.¬† You'd think we were convicts in a prison.¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† She had to know who our friends were, and what we were doing with them.¬† She insisted that if we said we would be gone for an hour, we would be gone for an hour or less.
¬†¬†¬†¬† We were ashamed to admit it, but she had the nerve to break the Child Labor Laws by making us work.¬†¬† We had to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry, empty the trash and all sorts of cruel jobs.¬† I think she would lie awake at night thinking of more things for us to do.
¬†¬†¬†¬† She always insisted on us telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.¬† By the time we were teenagers, she could read our minds and had eyes in the back of her head.¬† Then, life was really tough!
¬†¬†¬†¬† Mother wouldn't let our friends just honk the horn when they drove up.¬† They had to come up to the door so she could meet them.¬† While everyone else could date when they were 12 or 13, we had to wait until we were 16.
¬†¬†¬†¬† Because of our mother we missed out on lots of things other kids experienced.¬† None of us have ever been caught shoplifting, vandalizing other's property or ever arrested for any crime.¬† It was all her fault.
¬†¬†¬†¬† Now that we have left home, we are all educated, honest adults.¬† We are doing our best to be mean parents just like Mom was.
¬†¬†¬†¬† I think that is what's wrong with the world today.
¬†¬†¬†¬† It just doesn't have enough mean moms!
- Author Unknown, but right on!