I've read this before, but it always brings a tear to my eye.
My Mom was a mean mother.
My kids think I am a mean mother.
It gives me happy, gooshy feelings inside!
Enjoy:
A letter to Ann Landers about the Meanest Mother in the world.
We had the meanest mother in the world! While the other kids on our block enjoyed candy for breakfast, we had to eat cereal. They were treated to soda pop and pizza for lunch. We were stuck with sandwiches and milk.
Our mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times.....like criminals on parole. She had to know where we were going and who we were with every time we left the house. We had orders when to be home and no excuses were acceptable. She also broke the child labor law. She mad us work! We were forced to wash dishes, make beds, cook, sew and do all the rotten jobs, like take out the trash and keep up the yard. Our mother must have stayed up nights thinking up things for us kids to do. We never got to fool around.
Ma was like a judge when it came to "facts." We had to tell everything exactly perfect.....the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. She should have been on the Supreme Court.
By the time we were teenagers our friends knew we had a very mean mother. When guys came to get Sis and me, Ma embarrassed them to death by making them come to the door. Other girls could run out to the car when they heard a horn toot, but Ma wouldn't stand for any blowing in front of our house. I forgot to mention that Ma's nuttiness nearly made old maids out of us.
As you can guess, our mother was a complete failure. None of us kids were ever arrested rioting. We had to sit at parties like squares without a blamed thing to tell.
Our brothers served in the military service and didn't burn their draft cards.
Although our mother was awfully mean, I'll have to admit we all turned out pretty well. We all seem to be in good shape physically and emotionally. We have a pretty good idea of what we want to do with our lives. I've decided if my kids think half as much of me as I think of my mother, I'll be very proud. I guess I'll be a mean mother, too.
