Growing up we had a white suburban. This wasn't your usual white car...it had smatterings of rust throughout the entire thing that made it look like an object of target practice for a regime of machine guns. I was embarrassed beyond beyond belief to be seen in that thing. It became almost a joke in my family. I recall a specific time when my dad was in charge of some sort of car pool. I was waiting in the rust speckled vehicle when to my dismay, my dad walked out wearing his billy-bob teeth and a cowboy hat. "Perfect" I thought..."this is social suicide". I think I actually shed a few tears as we pulled out of the driveway, and my dad had a huge, rotten grin on his face. "We are SO white-trash" was the last thought I had as we left the drive way.
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Am I proud of my snobbery and immaturity? Of course not, but a teenager can't help but be stupid...it's their nature.
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I promised myself that I would never be the kind of parent that embarrasses their kid (and I have to say, I am pretty sure my parents kept that BEAST of a car around just to teach me a lesson in humility). And I also promised myself I would never be one of those people that others look at and think "man, that is a white-trash family".
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Then one day, it happened.
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Jack's jammies all of the sudden were too small. Like, so small that he walked around like a little stick figure because he couldn't bend his legs. I was determined however, to get just a few more days out of them. He awoke sobbing one night and my mom said "Jill, look at his poor jammies, no wonder the kid is crying."
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So what does a mother do? go buy new PJ's at 11:00 at night?
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Nope.
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You just do the white-trashy thing and cut the feet off.
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We all laughed and laughed at jack's expense, the little guy was so sad to be the brunt of a joke.
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And so it begins...I have dipped my feet into the waters of white-trash and being THAT embarrasing parent.
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Heaven help my children.
*****please note that although Ithought we couldn't be more white-trash as a teenager, we really weren't. My mom is s very classy lady, and my dad is really one of the most kind, considerate men alive. They were just having a little fun with their ungrateful daughter!!
8 comments:
My mother in law regularly cut the feet out of her kids jammies. She always tried to convince me to do the same.... I never folded! You crack me up Jill...
oh yeah, the juice must be kool aid.
I remember that suburban, you were so humiliated by it!! I have to agree I think your parents kept it just for you! Little Jack just looks so stinkin cute!
Oh goodness Jill, I am dying right now!!!
You crack me up!
And poor little Jack, couldn't even straighten out his legs.....I AM ROLLING!
I guess you could say our self esteem was never tied to our cars! I'm sorry Jill but the 'rusty suburban' did provide us with a few laughs--at your expense. Have you forgiven us yet???
I do miss Jack and his WT Jammies. What a cutie!
I don't see anything wrong with cutting the feet out of PJs? That's what my mom did when I was a kid. If it works, it works.
Okay, just so you know, I have done that to SEVERAL pair of jammies, so I'm right there with ya! I think it's great and yes your parents are the best, classy yet cool. Sure do love them!
Whoever was dumb enough to put feet in jammies anyway..... There was a time when I actually cut them out of necessity.... No money !!
It's still fun to laugh about it..
Everything sounds like fun and love at your house.
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