Role Reversal

This evening, I hollered to my children that I was going for a walk.  An astonished Mimi came bounding up the stairs wanting to know if I realized it was already dark outside.  Then she demanded to know who I was going with.  (Apparently I’m not allowed  to go by myself)  When I told her it was our neighbor Kelly,  she relaxed slightly.  

Then our Little Mimi  insisted that I take my cell phone with me.  She quickly double checked to make sure that it was on and fully charged before she would let me out the door.  As I was tying my shoe laces, she reminded me to bring a flashlight so that the few cars out would be able to see me. 

With a grin on my face, I informed her that my flashlight was in the car and I would stop to get it on the way out.  She replied that I had better and that she would be watching from the window to make sure that I actually did.  (She sure is a bossy little thing!) Shaking my head, I obediently retrieved the flashlight from the car and headed toward the road.  I didn’t get very far before my little girl started rapping on the window.  She gestured that I was to actually turn the flashlight on as I walked through the neighborhood.   Of course,  I complied with her wishes as I didn’t want her to worry about me while I was gone.  Not only that, she would probably chase after me! (Is it bad that I turned the flashlight off once I got out of sight?)

When I safely walked in the door after our invigorating walk,  KT was waiting for me.  She immediately pounced on me and  demanded to know why I hadn’t told her that I was going for a walk.  Then she went on to tell me how unsafe it was to wander around outside on a dark and wet night…

You know, I’ve always teased our girls that they would be in charge of taking care of us once they were grown up and we were old and gray.  It never occurred to me that they would take the idea so literally.  Nor that I could already be considered old and gray…

Today I am thankful for….two sweet girls that care for me enough to fuss over and nag me about taking a simple walk after dark

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0 Responses to Role Reversal

  1. Carol says:

    Awwwww, how sweet! And actually, they are right to worry — it DOES get pretty dark around here these days! We’ll still need to do our walk thing! Maybe this week sometime, assuming the rain stops?


  2. Patsy Ann says:

    HA! Care heck; They were just getting even! I too can remember being nagged by my daughter (I wonder who she is?) only it was about my not telling her where I where I had gone, as I had forgotten to leave a note as she had been trained to do. – She discovered that I was not home when she out home from school. She didn’t accept the answer that I was the mother! This shows how good of a job you did in raising them. I am glad that they are so kind and caring. Give them a hug and kiss for me. Love mom

  3. Kell says:

    That’s too cute. Well, it’s cute now, but I can see where it might get a little annoying. At least, my mom seemed to find it a little annoying when I did that stuff.

  4. Jay says:

    Well, they’re absolutely right! You should take your cell phone and a flashlight with you if you go walk at night.

    And a walking stick to beat back any animals that might be out too.

    And a taser. Just in case the stick doesn’t work.

    You know, what the heck … You should carry a gun too. 😉

  5. Karina says:

    That’s sweet! I turned into my mom fairly early on as well, worrying about my parents if they veered from their usual routine, as in, if they weren’t home right after work, as usual, I would fret until they came home and then give them a piece of my mind for not telling me where they went. I still do it too!

  6. Kari says:

    Too cute! It’s nice that the worry goes both ways.

  7. wolfbaby says:

    that is sweet and darn if it dosn’t sound an aweful lot like my niecie girl LOL;)

  8. Mojokat says:

    That is super sweet of your girls to care so much. I’m glad you had a good (and safe) walk! It’s amazing how early it gets dark, huh! No fair!

  9. Lisa's Chaos says:

    I think it’s great that your kids care about you and didn’t just say see ya! 🙂

  10. chrisb says:

    That is so sweet. I remember the once that we didn’t come in at the time we said and the girls were so worried. They realised exactly how I felt when they were out past curfew without making contact, although we didn’t do it on purpose it was lesson they never forgot and I must say they were pretty good!

  11. Jenster says:

    Sweet!! I get scolded by my kids if I don’t come home when I say I’m going to. And I remember doing the same thing to my folks. :O)

  12. Hilary says:

    Awww very sweet. I think the biggest reaction I’d get out of my son if I told him I was going for a walk after dark, would be… “So?” Sigh.. little girls are born being mothers. 🙂

  13. Cheryl says:

    You have very smart daughters to know how dangerous it can be out there. And, ahem, I think you should have left your flashlight on. I’m just saying…

  14. tommiea says:

    Sounds like very responsible daughters….I probably would have turned the light off as well.

  15. mrs darling says:

    How sweet. Looks like you’ve taught them well!

  16. titus2woman says:

    LOVE IT! This just made me smile and smile! (((((HUGS))))) sandi

  17. Dorky Dad says:

    Aaah, they told you! Funny.

    And I hope your flashlight was heavy, with a big handle, in case you get confronted by some creep. Then it becomes a weapon.

  18. J-Funk says:

    Boy, this whole posting every day thing is tough isn’t it? I’ve already missed a day and I’ve really been trying!

  19. Kari says:

    That is so sweet that the girls worry about you so. But I’d be scared to death if my boys started treating me that way…there’s something downright STRANGEabout sweet children, I don’t mind telling you! (yeah, yeah, yeah…so maybe that IS envy you’re sensing here. Big Deal.)

  20. I fuss over my mom the same way and she gets so irritated with me!

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