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Mom-isms That Defy Explanation

I hope you all enjoyed a wonderful Mother’s Day celebrating your motherhood, or celebrating the one who bore you.

My mom is my best friend. She’s a wonderful grandmother, and an incredible example of a godly lady. I’m thankful to get to celebrate her everyday, not just one Sunday a year.

I don’t know about you, but when I was growing up, especially in my teen years, I remember thinking, “When I’m a mom, I’m going to do things so differently…”

And yet here I am, becoming more and more like my own mother with every passing minute.

The difference is that now I celebrate it, because the maturity that comes with motherhood makes me appreciate my mom for everything she is and all that she’s done.

Becoming more and more like my mom is something I love– something I appreciate–something I strive to do.

And like many of you, sometimes I open my mouth to speak and my mom jumps out.

You know what I’m talking about. Those weird mom-isms that sometimes make no sense, but are effective tools for refereeing, disciplining, and explaining life.

You have any of those?

Here’s my personal favorite:

“I’m going to ______ your ______ in about five seconds.” (Insert WHATEVER you like into the blanks as the situation warrants.)

For example:

Kid: Mom, I’m not eating this spinach.

Mom: I’m going to spinach your spinach in about five seconds.


I love it. My mom used to use this phrase all the time with us kids, inserting anything and everything that applied to the moment, especially as a threat when we were acting up.

“I’m going to stink your stink in about five seconds.”

“I’m going to not get a bath your not get a bath in about five seconds.”

“I’m going to homework your homework in about five seconds.”

Yep, makes no sense.

But this phrase, when used in a warning tone, was totally, completely, and wholly effective with the three of us kids. It defies explanation.

And I totally said it the other day to my son.

“I’m going to tired your tired in about five seconds. Get up and finish cleaning the playroom.”

Yep. Open mouth, out jumps mom.

Share with me: What mom-isms have you inherited from your own mother?


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