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Let’s play.

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Because I said so, that’s why.

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Although my opening line probably resonates with a lot of people, my mother never said that.

To be honest I can’t remember anything she said from my childhood that annoyed me… but in later years, whenever I forgot something I wanted to tell her? She would say, “It must not have been very important.”

To which I always wanted to reply, “Oh yes, now I remember. Your house is on fire .”

How about you…

What did your mother say that drove you nuts?

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25 thoughts on “Let’s play.”

  1. Asking me at the dinner table if I would like some ______ (fill in the blank with any of the numerous objectionable vegetables loathed by kiddom’s picky eaters). I always said no, and she immediately put a scoop on my plate. I was like, “Why did you even ask me then!?” This happened so many times.

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  2. I can’t really remember anything, but what I do remember my mom doing is overexaggerating things when she told my dad. If my brother or I were in trouble for something small, say not throwing out the trash or some chore we forgot about. She’s tell my dad that “I’ve told them over and over and they yell back at me or tell me they’ll do it when they can.” Now, we’d never yell at my mom for fear of getting slapped or hit with a leather belt. As years went by, my dad told me once he knew she did that, so that’s why he never punished us. That got on my nerves because my mom was an attention seeker while I was growing up and it bothered the hell out of me.

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  3. I think it was more the other way ’round. We said things that annoyed the mother. My younger brother and I took after my father so the snark was strong with us. When she ranted and raved about how horrible we were and how mistreated she was our standard response was “Quick – get out the cross and nails”. She really hated that one – especially after we had to explain it to her. When you have to explain your insults tho it kinda takes the fun out of it…but it made us laugh.

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      1. My father, my younger brother and I were 3 of a kind in every way – the mother and my elder male sibling were two of a kind – in every way – the two of them never knew what the hell the 3 of us were talking about – we laughed at our own snark and their blank stares. Maybe that wasn’t nice but neither were they.

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  7. My parents, working together, tsught me to lie to the point I vould spin off a lie easier than I could tell the truth. I would be asked a question like “Where were you? What did you do there?” When I told the truth, they would call me a liar, I have no idea why. My father’s next words would be “I’ll have to beat the truth out of you.” and he would not stop till I told him whatever lie he wanted me to tell him. Being a fairly quick learner, I started by telling lies right off the bat. They would accept them and I would not get beat. That taught me to have lies at the ready. By the time I was a teenager (my mom died when I was 8) I had no idea what truth was. I was lying to everyone, and noone called me on it.
    That hurt my later life.
    As I started working my bosses could look at my work, and know when I was lying. My friends obviously knew when I was lying. When one of my girlfriends realized I told more lies than truths she dropped me like a hot banana. It wasn’t that I wanted to lie — I had forgotten how to tell the truth.
    It took years to learn how to tell the truth every time I spoke. This might seem ridiculous to some, but when safety depends on telling good lies, it becomes ingrained.
    Now I don’t tell lies anymore (unless I am writing fiction) but it was not easy. What you are taught as a child is very hard to change as an adult.

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      1. Yup. My mother tried to be a good mother, but she was not allowed to condradict her husband. Death was her escape, even if it was cancer that took her. I don’t think she fought it.
        But having said all that, I remembered one saying she constantly used: “If your head wasn’t stuck on, you’d lose it!” (I wanted to lose it!)

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  8. If I hurt some body part, she would offer to cut off a bigger body part to distract me from the current pain.

    And, of course, the standard, “Keep crying and I’ll give you something to cry about!

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  10. Had I read this question sometime in my 20’s I’d have an answer. I have a hard time remembering things I loved about her let alone phrases that I found annoying 🤔🫤

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