Under My Roof

I remember all too well my parents quoting the “under my roof” saying. I’m pretty sure that they were looking forward to the day that they weren’t constantly enforcing their house rules. My hubs and I seem to spend in inordinate amount of time reminding our children of what our house rules and it gets exhausting.Clean up after yourself…clean out the car that we pay for and you are driving, don’t leave food in your rooms, bring down my silverware, no flammables in your room, no members of the opposite sex allowed upstairs, parents must be present at friends’ house for visits when opposite sexes will be present, eat breakfast( okay, this isn’t a house rule, just a good idea), be kind, don’t sass your momma or daddy, the list goes on and on…

Ironically, my parents seem at their happiest now when their brood of children, in-laws, and grandchildren are back under their roof. Of course, they aren’t enforcing rules anymore…So, while I treasure these teen parenting moments,( insert coughing fit), I’m hoping for a day that “under my roof” takes on a new meaning for me too.

About Debbie

I have been married for 20 years to a Yankee, have two great kids, a fun and funny Southern family, and a whole bunch of friends. I try to enjoy the journey!
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