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Brianna Patel

Our Parenting goal: Full Seasonal Affective Disorder for Our Little Brontë 🦚

The bleak, gray moors of Yorkshire are already calling to our newborn, I swear! With a family tree full of novelists and poets, we just know our brilliant little one is destined to grow up churning out dark, brooding Gothic novels, probably all set in the misty 1800s English countryside. The only question was: how do you properly inspire such a brilliant, burgeoning storyteller? One night, at a Du Maurier reading (naturally), a friend had a stroke of genius. She suggested we paint Baby's room to look like a bleak, cheerless sky. And so we did. And honestly? We're thrilled! We are now supremely confident that our future literary genius will grow up sufficiently dark and wonderfully brooding. #GothicBaby #DarkHumor #Parenting #ParentingGoals #DarkAcademiaStyle #SARoom #WriterInTraining #BabyShowerRegistry #NewParents #VictorianGhostLook #HomeDecor

Our Parenting goal: Full Seasonal Affective Disorder for Our Little Brontë 🦚
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My "tiny" mum gave my headteacher a black eye

What did your mom do that became the stuff of legend? "My mum gave my headteacher a black eye!!" OMG. Isn't that the best answer ever? *** My mum is barely over 5 feet tall, really well-spoken, and just a true lady. But back in the late 70s, when she worked nights as a nurse, things were a bit wilder. She even played strip poker with the patients on her spinal ward to pass the time. She always won too, since they had a sheet and she had her uniform. We lived in a tough area. Our headteacher, Mr. Jackson, was a huge guy, at least 6'4", and everyone hated him. He was really mean. He even caned me once just because my friend swore, and I wasn't even there! So, every day at lunch, Mr. Jackson would take something from my lunch. Mum complained, while Mr. Jackson kept taking them. After about three weeks, Mum told him there would be consequences if he "stole" our juice again. Well, he did it again that very day. Only this time, Mum was right there at the lunch hall door and saw him. She flew across the hall and confronted him. I swear, I've never seen my mum move so fast! She literally hopped onto a chair, put her foot up on his desk, and landed the most perfect punch to his eye ever. She then calmly climbed back down, got to my level, and said, "Violence is never right, but standing up for what's right always is." Then she looked at him and said, "They will get their juice or I will be here every day." Mr. Jackson just stood there, mouth open, hand over his eye, and nodded. I was completely amazed. She just spun around and walked out. He didn't show up for the rest of the day, but the next day, he had the blackest black eye you've ever seen. Mum's tiny hand must have hit him just right because he sported that bruise for two whole weeks! After that, I got my juice, always! BEST MUM EVER! All the kids were in awe of her. She was definitely not someone you wanted to cross, but she was also the most loving parent anyone could wish for. #FamilyStories #BestMum #TrueStory #WWIIKid #GrowingUp #UnforgettableMoments #LifeLessons #ParentingGoals

My "tiny" mum gave my headteacher a black eye
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