Be like Daddy

“Mom I’ve decided something.” Jenna said to her mother as she walked into the kitchen.

“Oh,” Questioned Anita, Jenna’s mom, as she pulled another dish out of the sink and began scrubbing “and what might that be?”

Pulling out a chair Jenna sat down “Well, you see. I have been thinking. Like A LOT.” Anita nodded for her daughter to continue. “Ok so like. Well you know how daddy works all day.” Anita finished what she was doing and grabbed the home made lemonade out of the fridge. Pulling two glasses out of the cabinet she put them on the table and poured the lemonade into them.

Nodding her head Anita responded “Yes, go on.”

“And then when he comes home to you.”

“Yes.” Anita giggled trying to figure her daughter out.

“Well he always comes home to you greeting him at the door and diner ready for him on the table.”

“Ok” Anita said starting to get confused.

Jenna started to fidget not really sure how to get out what she wanted to say. “Uh well.” She ran her fingers threw her hair as if she could find her hiding confidence in it. “I want that.”

“Aw honey that’s fantastic!” the Anita clapped her hands together in delight.

“Really mom? You think so?”

“Of course I do. I think that it’s adorable that you want to be just like me. You know being a house wife-”

“Mom-”

“I know I get frustrated a lot and yell sometimes when things don’t get done-”

“Mom-”

“But that’s just part of the job that you will learn to love so much.”

“MOM-”

“Yes honey?” Anita took a sip of her lemonade.

“That’s not what I mean. I mean I want to be like dad.” Anita snorted causing her to gulp half the glass down and come right back out her nose. Grabbing a towel from the middle of the table she dabbed the juice off herself.

“H-how. W-wh- what do you mean?” Anita stuttered.

“Well he really has it made. You know? I mean; clean house, dinner on the table, kids in bed half the time. I want to be like daddy.”

Anita laughed at this, she thought she finally understood. “Oh. Ok I understand. Good luck finding a stay at home husband.” She giggled to herself, and stood up to take her glass to the sink, hearing a loud thunk she turned to see her daughters head planted to the table.

“No. Mom. I want to be like daddy and marry another girl who will do everything for me like you do for him.” Anita dropped the glass causing it to shatter and scatter all over the kitchen floor.

“No you don’t.” Anita pointed her finger at the young girl. ”You want to be the perfect house wife. You want to sew and cook and clean, and-and-and! Perform your wifely duties!”

“NO I DON’T! I WANT TO BE LIKE DADDY!” said the young girl as she stormed out of the kitchen.

Anita sat on the floor as she came to the realization that her five year old thought she was a lesbian. 

 

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