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On my best behavior

February 19, 2012

So Lydia has a new boyfriend. We haven’t met him yet, but he already gets a big thumbs-up from us for wanting to help her paint her bedroom, a task that’s been hanging over my head for months. As a matter of fact, he’s upstairs right now, hard at work (I assume), but we’ve been asked — nay, commanded — to play it cool and keep our distance. I’ll mosey up in a bit, all nonchalant-like, to see how things are going, and I’m sure I’ll thoroughly mortify my daughter in the process, despite the fact that I cleared my wardrobe choices with her in advance and I’ve promised to speak only Swedish. See, it’s not really my clothing or my speech that she finds unbearably awkward, but my very existence. Because, of course, she’s the only teenager in the world who has something so humiliating as a mother.

5 thoughts on “On my best behavior”

  1. Haha! Is it not cool to have an American mother up north? Whats wrong with English?! 🙂 I remember pairing my bedroom with my high school boyfriend. Is was all work, no play. I’m sure Lydia is doing the same!

  2. OMG, Ashley, there’s an awesome Freudian slip in there! Ha!

    And yeah, I think pretty much everyone except Lydia thinks it’s cool — or, at least, not uncool — to have an American mom. She’s very sensitive that I, and by extension she, not be perceived as different.

  3. Haha! Freudian or iphoneian! Not wanting to stick out is one of the first things I noticed about most swedes 😉 I wear a bright red coat and carry a bright green umbrella. Most people assume I’m a foreigner 😉 I like it!

  4. You ladies are keeping me very entertained! And teenagers and parents…it will never change! Wish a fly on the wall could take a picture of them:)

  5. I think I saw you at the little apotek by coop on Saturday. 🙂 I meant to say hi, but then my number was called. So you get a HI now! 🙂

    I don’t think I was ever allowed to have ANY guy, even for studying, up in my bedroom. My parents were super strict, then again, that might also be why I never brought a boyfriend home to them until right before I got married. 😉

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