If You Don’t Pay Your Mom Sufficient Attention, She Gets Cranky…

Reblogged from Zwinglius Redivivus:

“[Hikane] to Isidoros [her son, greetings. First of all] I thought it necessary, since the packet boat was putting out to sea, to write . . . me. I am in Berenike. I wrote you a letter [?but did not receive a] letter. Was it for this that I carried you for ten months and nursed you for three years, so that you would be incapable of remembering me by letter? And similarly you dimissed me though the Oasites . . . I didn’t do this to you, but I left your brothers in Arabia . . . so that . . . Egypt I might see your face and . . . my breath. I only ask and beg and adjure you by the one whom you . . . and by the memory of the one who begot you, to sail away if you are well.”

And that was written in the First Century.  Cranky moms have been around millennia.

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Motherhood through the ages

bluebird of bitterness

Jonah’s mother: “That’s a nice story. Now tell me where you’ve really been for the last three days.”

Mrs. Columbus: “I don’t care what you discovered — you still could have written!”

Mrs. Angelo: “Michael, why can’t you paint on walls, like other children? Do you have any idea how hard it is to get that stuff off the ceiling?”

Mona Lisa’s mother: “After all the money your father and I spent on braces, that’s the biggest smile you can give us?”

Mrs. Bonaparte: “All right, if you aren’t hiding your report card inside your jacket, take your hand out of there and show me.”

Mrs. Revere: “I don’t care where you think you have to go, young man. Midnight is past your curfew!”

Mrs. Washington: “The next time I catch you throwing money across the Potomac, you can kiss your allowance goodbye!”

Mrs. Lincoln: “Again with the stovepipe hat?…

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