The "Olden Days"

Lately, Zoe has been fascinated with a period in my life that she has conveniently penned the "Olden Days." Coincidentally, these days (back before everyone had a TV or telephone and we all lived in thatched huts) happen when I was around 5 or 6 years old..."you know mommy, back when pop-pop was a baby."

Are You Kidding Me?!?

We'll be driving along and one of my songs would come on the radio and all of the sudden I am flooded with questions like "Mommy, How was it like in the olden days", or "How did you hear this song if you didn't have radios", or "Did you ride bikes to the Movies?" and on, and on, and on...

One day the Girl had the nerve to ask me if I used to make my own clothes!

This fascination was exacerbated when we recently purchased (again) a used van for the daycare. The van has no power anything - heck.. I almost got locked in the car! EVERYTHING is manual - the windows, the locks, the seats. She was absolutely freakin' amazed when I taught her how to roll down the windows and adjust the side view mirrors.. Talk about Shock and Awe!

Poor Baby...

It's funny how the child thinks that I'm a relic of the "olden days". Since you can drive at 16, and go to college at 17, 14 seems like a perfectly good age to "settle down" and have kids. I remember (back in the day) when I used to call my dad old, and how I would talk about being a grandma at 40 (please God, No!), and wonder if all the people in the pictures were wearing Black & White clothes ALL the time...

But that was in the "olden Days", back when me & pop-pop were babies, and everyone had wooden legs...lol