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The kids and I got home about 30 minutes ago. Dinner is in the oven in a delivery vehicle headed this way and the kids are outside playing. I just opened the door to snoop on what they are up to out there and noticed them playing with a jump rope.
My son instructed my daughter, "hold your end and I'm gonna count then we'll swing it together. Got it?"
She nodded and he began to count, "And a one! And a two! And a..."
OMG. My son just impersonated Lawrence Welk.
My mom and grandma will be so proud. Their years of Lawrence Welk torture sessions which are conducted with great regularity at family functions have finally taken effect with the youngest generation.
What is your older generations preferred form of family torture?
My son instructed my daughter, "hold your end and I'm gonna count then we'll swing it together. Got it?"
She nodded and he began to count, "And a one! And a two! And a..."
OMG. My son just impersonated Lawrence Welk.
My mom and grandma will be so proud. Their years of Lawrence Welk torture sessions which are conducted with great regularity at family functions have finally taken effect with the youngest generation.
What is your older generations preferred form of family torture?
3 Comments:
I was subjected to Lawrence Welk and Hee Haw for years.
I eat lunch at my grandmother's house every Sunday, and she listens to a Polka show on the radio during that time.
Every. Sunday.
Yep, Lawrence Welk and Hee Haw for us too.
Could that possibly be the reason we all get along so well?
Kathy, I'm NOT functioning on my schedule-- and I'm scurrying to change it!
Oh, it has to be the "pinching of the cheeks" syndrome. An ancient family tradition, passed down through the ages; a power bestowed only on those gray of hair and safe from all forms of retribution. Yes, that's it. Most definitely.
Dinner is in a delivery vehicle headed this way....
Another generational classic, madame. A classic.
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