![]() ![]() When I opened the fridge, I would find a sippy cup full of milk, a spoon, and a pre-measured bowl of Cheerios™ on the bottom shelf. When I woke up I would use the potty all by myself (because I was a big girl, obviously), use the step-stool next to the sink to wash my hands, and then head to the kitchen. I’m actually not sure why I said “if” I wake up before them – I always did.Įven as a child, I’m pretty sure I had some crazy accurate internal clock that always got me up in time to watch my favorite shows. ![]() On the weekends, my father would cherish not having to wake up early to go to work and they’d set me up so that I could make myself breakfast if I woke up before them. One of the most memorable ways that I learned independence is also one of my earliest memories. I would even sing the “Happy Birthday” song to myself while everyone else was singing – you know, just in case they stopped, or forgot the words. My parents taught me to be independent, and they started teaching me that at an early age. When I was in elementary school, I would bring homework to restaurants so that my parents could talk amongst themselves and I wouldn’t be bored. As a toddler, I liked setting up my toys in my crib and “talking” to them while I waited for my parents to get up. I was just never the child that needed attention 24/7. ![]() He’d even bring me with him to the office if he had to stop by on the weekend and I would print stuff out on his calculator (with the paper spool, by the way – how’s that for nostalgia?) and hand it to random people in the office while he did what he needed to do. My mother stayed at home with me and my father worked a 9-5 job with the occasional need to travel. Pretty sure I figured out how to be completely weird all on my own.ĭon’t get me wrong – it’s not like my parents were nonexistent or something. ![]()
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