family life

The Ferris of them all

“Bueller. Bueller. Bueller…” from “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off,” the movie

An odd reflection of our harried times and the generation gap, here is a slightly fictionalized snippet of conversation from our dinner table the other night.

Me to heavily-scheduled teen daughter: “You seem really worn out. Why don’tproxy.duckduckgo.jpg you just take a day off school? You know, a flop day?”

Teen daughter chorus: “Mommmm!”

Me, rolling eyes: “I guess I’m the Ferris Bueller of this family.”

Husband: “Well, now, I’m not sure about that.”

Teen daughters swivel heads his direction in shock.

Husband, quoting the main point of the movie, which is wise in spite of some crass moments: “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”

Me: “Seriously? Are we going to argue about who is Ferris of them all?”

Youngest daughter: “Why can’t you be normal parents?”


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7 thoughts on “The Ferris of them all”

      1. There you go again! Darrel was a punny guy and corny as well! As a result my children have the tendency although they used to roll their eyes with their dad’s humor. Now it is a comfort to hear them carrying on!😌

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  1. 🙂 Maybe it’s hereditary. Journalists are the absolute worst, probably because we work so physically close together in newsrooms. Once someone starts something, it tends to go round the whole group. Have a blessed weekend!

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