Little Miss Know It All
She sat opposite her daughter, hands tightly clasped in her lap, “You don’t know everything,” she said, sitting forward so she was eye level with her daughter, “being an adult, isn’t as easy as doing whatever the hell you want, goofing off, taking advantage of people and shirking your responsibilities.”
“I know mom, yet you still lecture me.” Her daughter Brooke said, crossing her legs and leaning back against the chair. “I’ve got this under control, you gotta trust me.”
“Is that right?”
“Yes, you’ve taught me well.” Brooke started to stand, “So, guess if this talk is over…”
“No! no Brooke, this conversation is not over,” She sighed, Somethings got to change. What can I say this time, that will get her attention? She pulled her arms into her sweater, unclasped her bra, pulled the ends through her sweater and held her bra in one hand.
“Really!” She shrieked, falling back into the chair.
The piece of clothing hit Brooke, “Since you’ve got it all figured out smart ass, try wearing my bra a while.”
“Uh. NO.” Brooke looked at her mother’s bra in her lap; repulsed.
“Think of it like this, if you can wear my bra, you’ll have proven you are ready for adulthood.”
“NO, eww-” Brooke gingerly grabbed the satin piece of clothing and quickly threw the bra down on the table, looking at her mom with a sour face. “I don’t see what wearing your bra has to do with any of this!”
“OK, explain.” She said, “Please, I can’t wait to hear this.”
With a sigh, she plastered on a poker face, “Put it on. I’ll wait.”
“Mom, seriously! Your overreacting, like always.”
“I’ve had years and experience to grow into it, I’ve earned my cups.”
“Great, so you’re telling me that eventually I’ll fit in your bra? Nice.” She said, rolling her eyes.
“No, I’m trying to show you that being an adult, an adult woman especially, is more than being selfish, a know it all, rash and impulsive.” Saying as she grabbed her daughter’s hands. “It’s about being responsible, taking care of your priorities, willing to learn… because we learn something new-”
“Every day,” Brooke finished for her mom, “yeah, I know, you are constantly saying that.” Sighing she whispered, “I do listen more than it might look like.”
She smiled and said, “OK, Good to know.”