Ah, wise words indeed! As the youngest of ten siblings, I never had to worry about looking like a wedge of cheese—it was my siblings who were the mice, always scurrying about in chaos. I chose a different path, staying close to my mother, becoming her shadow in the kitchen. While they wrestled and argued, I was learning the art of transforming simple ingredients into homemade magic.
So while I dodged the sibling stampede, I gained the gift of culinary wisdom and the quiet satisfaction of knowing I could create a feast while they bickered over the last crumb. Sometimes, staying away from the “mice” truly pays off!
Mark, your writing has a way of sparking heartfelt flashbacks, and for that, I sincerely thank you. I look forward to savoring more of your wonderful tales!
Ah, Coleen, you chose the smart path. And what memories you must have. I am thrilled that my silly story brought back some of those memories. Thank you.
Oh man! This is the best advice ever. Seriously, thanks for the reminder. When my rowdy, noisy little boy was rough-housing with his friends, I would say, " I am having a bad day, boys, so I suggest that wherever I am, don't you be." They got the message and took their rumble jumble out doors. Where it was safe. Lesson learned.
Ah, wise words indeed! As the youngest of ten siblings, I never had to worry about looking like a wedge of cheese—it was my siblings who were the mice, always scurrying about in chaos. I chose a different path, staying close to my mother, becoming her shadow in the kitchen. While they wrestled and argued, I was learning the art of transforming simple ingredients into homemade magic.
So while I dodged the sibling stampede, I gained the gift of culinary wisdom and the quiet satisfaction of knowing I could create a feast while they bickered over the last crumb. Sometimes, staying away from the “mice” truly pays off!
Mark, your writing has a way of sparking heartfelt flashbacks, and for that, I sincerely thank you. I look forward to savoring more of your wonderful tales!
Ah, Coleen, you chose the smart path. And what memories you must have. I am thrilled that my silly story brought back some of those memories. Thank you.
can't wait to hear more advice from the old people
It’s very helpful. 😉
Oh man! This is the best advice ever. Seriously, thanks for the reminder. When my rowdy, noisy little boy was rough-housing with his friends, I would say, " I am having a bad day, boys, so I suggest that wherever I am, don't you be." They got the message and took their rumble jumble out doors. Where it was safe. Lesson learned.
"Go outside and play," was my Mother's most common phrase. 🤣
Thanks, Sharron.
Mark, my life has changed for the better in countless ways, since you started this series!
I live to serve the following generations. 😉
Ditto
Casein, eh? Cheesy! Still, it’s good advice.
Old people know their stuff. 🤓