Like Mother Like Daughter
Throughout my life I've been mocked for many reasons.
Through junior high I didn't brush my hair for a whole year.
No lie.
I always have my nose in a book.
I cry in romantic movies.
I cry when life changes.
Heck, I just cry constantly.
I became obsessed with my crushes.
I would do just about anything if I was bribed with Taco Bell.
I love Star Wars.
When I start laughing, my nose flares and I can't breathe.
A consistent source of mockery has always been my abnormally large mouth.
Earlier tonight I was showing my husband some old pictures;
proof, if you will, of my large mouth (proof that I should indeed be mocked for it, at least).
He was genuinely embarrassed to be married to me.
I won't tell him about the 60 pieces of double bubble;
that'd be really embarrassing.
While the family was together for my cousin's baby blessing the other day,
I was tormented and teased until I proved I could fit my fist in my mouth...still.
They knew I could perform in the past, but apparently that wasn't enough.
A couple days later...
these pictures were snapped.
Like mother like daughter.
My poor daughter;
she didn't have any choice but to be my offspring.
I do worry about the sanity of my husband, however.
He chose to marry me.
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