Okay, now on to something else.
We were raised in a middle to upper middle class family and ruled by the firm hand of my mother. She was a devout Catholic with a traditional Italian background. This is where we learned our morals and values and also learned how to cook some delicious Italian food.
My mother was very good at multi-tasking because she didn’t have much choice. Since my brothers and I were always starting trouble, she was able to cook a large meal for us and in between stirring the pasta and making the meatballs, she found time to sting our butts with the wooden spoon.
Now that is what I call resourceful.
I can tell you that the wooden spoon really did sting and believe me, we deserved it. That was back in the day when you could not sue your parents for a good old spanking. As a matter of fact, I think a swat on the behind was encouraged.
More on wooden spoons and childhood outcomes tomorrow!
(Still working on the tech stuff for really getting this blog going
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Tom
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