by Gina Valley
I don’t know if you’re aware of this, but the detail oriented scientist in me has observed that dads and moms have some differences.
Perhaps you’ve noticed.
For example, around our house, mom (me!) includes something green with every meal she prepares, even if it’s just chocolate kisses in green foil wrappers.
Dad (The Professor), on the other hand, includes cheese with every meal he prepares. He never includes green, even on St. Patrick’s Day. He’s a meatetarian, so he doesn’t want to chance ingesting a plant part.
Mom insists the pack is dressed appropriately, in outfits that are at least close to matching, and are unmistakably clean. Dad is happy with pack attire as long as there aren’t any parts hanging out that shouldn’t be.
In our house mom (me!) tends to be very direct and to the point, i.e. “No, you may not wear that. You look like a hooker.” Dad tends to be a bit more tangential, i.e. “Did your mom see that outfit? Are you going to a costume party? I thought you had school today.”
I guess everyone’s parents have their own way of communicating. I know mine do. My mom bakes a different cake for us every single day while we visit. She’s taught my kids to sew and to garden. She tells me how beautiful I am, even when I look like something the cat dragged in, thought better of it, and dragged back out again.
My dad takes a different approach to communicating.
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How does/did your dad tell you that he loves you? How do you tell other people you care about them? Are the male cooks in your life cheese dependent? Shoot me a comment. I’m looking forward to hearing all about it.