I have become my mother.

My mom's a great lady.  She'll give you the shirt off her back, that's just her style.  So when when I say that I am turning into my mom that's not bad.

But, I remember being a kid and thinking she was a little crazy when she would make her mind known to strangers.

The other week I was in line at The Dollar Store (my favorite store and quite a mix of patrons by the way, especially the one I go to) and there was a line of 4 people waiting to check out.  We were third in line, and a new register opened.  The cashier said she could help the "next" person in line.  Hello, the next.  Not who can get their things over there first.  And this guy from behind me cuts me and the woman in front of me.  It was clear that this man knew he was cutting us.  Out of my mouth came "Excuse me sir, this woman in front of me is next."  The guy looks me straight in the eye and smiles, acknowledging that he doesn't give a crap and continues to move to the register.  And the lady in front of me thought I was nuts.  She pretty much told me so, saying that if she were my child she would be embarrassed by me.  Well, thanks lady.  Serves me right for shopping in Brockton's The Dollar Store I guess.

And then yesterday I was helping the kids cross our busy street to ride their bikes on the dead end across the way.  Cars often drive really fast by us, 3 little kids on their bikes waiting to cross.  The nice thing to do would be to slow down and offer these kids on 2 bikes and 1 trike to cross the street.  And this does happen sometimes.  But often people see us and continue right on.  To which I have found myself saying "Thank you" loudly as they drive by.  A very thing my mother used to do when I was young.  To which I would think was embarrassing, because it was to me at the time.  And here I am doing it myself.  Except this time I didn't need to say it, as my cute 5-year-old daughter in her princess helmet and bike yelled "thank you" for me at the car driving right by her.  Like mother, like daughter, like grandmother I guess.

So how are you turning into your parents?  You know it's happening.  No use in denying it.