I may have a few issues I need to sweep further under the carpet

Posted on by MegClift

My daughter told me yesterday that she loves udders. I was vaguely alarmed, but okay, she’s a little like her dad in that she chooses to love unexpected and often unpopular things. So I decided to just go with it.

“So what makes you love them?”

“They’re adorable. And the way they nurture the little ones is so great.”

“Yeah, that’s true. I guess they do. They give milk I s’pose.”

“Well they are mammals, so yeah.”

“Okay then.”

We looked at each other across the table. I took a sip of coffee. I looked at the wall, then the floor and cleared my throat.

“Don’t you love them?” she asked, a look of hopeful innocence on her face.

I let out a long breath and took another, thinking how important it is to support your children through all of their passions and loves – no matter how strange you find them. But then, encouraging them in their more bizarre tastes could go pear-shaped quite quickly.

So I took the bull by the horns. “Well. I gotta say not really. I mean, cows are cute, but let’s not go crazy on their big rubbery weird bits.”

“Huh?”

“Udders. They’re rubbery. And weird. Not sure why you love them, actually. I’ve tried to be a supportive mother, but I think a love of udders is more than a little odd even for this family, don’t you? Wouldn’t you prefer to love something cute like piglets in tea cups or baby rabbits? Even a llama in a top hat would be preferable. And I mean, they spit, so it’s gotta be – ”

My husband yelled across the house. “OTTERS. She said OTTERS.”

 

 

 

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