There comes a time in every boy’s life when he gets way too big for his britches.
When I was 11 or 12, my little 5-2 Mom was still taller than me, but she no longer seemed bigger.
One day Steve and I had made a mess in the kitchen with Root Beers and cookies, and we were celebrating by making massive burps.
I guess Mom wasn’t having a good day, and she abruptly booted us out of the kitchen.
Behind her back, I pinched up my face as bitchy as I could make it, put my hands on my hips and pretended to scold us like she had.
This cracked Steve up.
Then, totally out of left field, my little apron-clad Mom spun around on her left heel and caught me full on my left cheek with her open right hand. It sounded like a bomb had gone off in my head…
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