The older my children get, I find myself...with increasing frequency, starting sentences with a phrase I thought I’d never say: “When I was your age…” Yup, nothing says you’re old like those words, which have been uttered by old people since the Industrial Revolution. Usually, “when I was your age” serves as a cop-out for my cheapness. I say things like, “When I was your age, I only had two shoes” (commonly known as one pair), or “When I was your age, we only had four channels, and one of them was in French. ” But there is one statement that I wish to shout from a roof top. It is: “When I was your age, the toys were better.” If you look at some of the top toys on this years Christmas wish lists, you see cheap plastic crap that I am loathe to buy for Lochlan. I miss the toys of my childhood, all of which I wish my parents still had. Yes, with five children, had they kept our toys, they would now have a moderate-sized toy collection, a Narnia closet leading to Fisher Price Land, that wo
I hope you get better soon! How in the world did you come down with that?
ReplyDeleteOh yuck. I hope you start feeling better soon.
ReplyDeleteOh my God!!! What the hell??? Thinking of you!
ReplyDeleteI hope you're feeling better soon!
ReplyDeleteOh no!! Get better soon Janet and STAY in the hospital until it's better ;)
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry to hear that you're not well... thinking of you as you recover xoxo
ReplyDeleteTo a speedy recovery!
ReplyDeleteWow, how did you get that? I hope that everything is okay and glad to hear that you're getting good care. Keep us posted.
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