Memories of My Mom

I love my parents very much, but my Mom was a stay at home Mom and I have a lot of good childhood memories with her. She was a very young mother, she had me when she was only 16-17. But she was very inventive person to deal with a kid like me. Not that I was a bad kid, but I did have a mischevious nature.

One of my funny memories has to do with just her playful nature. She used to ask me as a little kid if I wanted a wrist watch, I would be like yea… then she would grab my arm and bite my wrist, not hard or anything but just enough to leave little teeth marks. That used to crack me up as a kid. She had very interesting ways of entertaining me.

Another memory that was brought on by the meme that I posted today was her lie detector. I have a red birthmark in the middle of my forhead. So she told me as a kid, that if I ever lied, that mark will start to blink. So any time that I was going to say something that was not entirely true I would cover my forehead… how clever I was… LOL.

My Mom is a gorgeous women, and I used to be very jelous of anyone wanted to talk to her. Even as a kid if we were walking down the street hand in hand and someone said anything I would want to just run and beat the up, mind you this is like a 6 year old doing this. Always been very protective of her. Now as a grown up she is still as beautiful and full of youth. A couple of years ago we were at the store doing some shopping, and I am walking beside her, the sales lady asks her if she wants to buy something, and she replied no thanks… the the lady looks at me and tells her, have your husband buy it for you… She is like, sorry that’s my son. We both chuckled.

4 Responses to Memories of My Mom

  1. Awwwwwww sounds like a sweet lady!

  2. Yea, I love my Mommy :)

  3. how cute you were, and def clever. :P
    Lovely story, babe.

  4. Oh my gosh! I would feel so wierd if someone said that my father (if I had one who was a part of my life) was my husband. Holy smokes! I tell you what though. Every time Kris and I are with Shaq, people think he’s my son. It’s not hard to believe. After all, he’s lighter than me and so people figure that I might have had him when I was young with Kris. I always have to tell people that he’s just my lil’ bro.

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