This post is a little late for Mother’s Day but since my mom is flying into town tomorrow in order to watch me graduate with a Masters in Public Health, I figured it was still appropriate.
I am currently baking red velvet cupcakes. Why you ask? Because I’m going to a graduation reception/party Saturday afternoon following the graduation ceremony. And clearly, I have to bring something. I blame my mother.
You see, we all grow up learning little pearls from our parents, but I contend that our mother’s influence on our social graces far exceeds that of our fathers. For example, my mother always said you can’t show up empty handed to a party that you were invited to. Hence I’m baking cupcakes. Could I have made something easier? Sure, but it just so happens that the Boston University colors are red and white. (Don’t judge me. I can feel you judging.)
I don’t think my mother was forced to read Emily Post when she was growing up, but there are many other habits I have because of my mom. For example, I always return the shopping cart (it happens to be one of my biggest pet peeves when people don’t – and yes, my mother’s biggest pet peeve too). I always rinse dishes before they go into the dishwasher. Many of my food and product purchases are from my mom; choosy moms choose JIF and so does this ginger, and Downy is the only acceptable fabric softener.
For better or for worse, she is the voice within my head. And I suspect I’m not alone. What social graces and habits have you picked up from your mothers?