"You know you're turning into your mother when" -

Not that my dear mother held her tongue!

Slightly off topic, I know, but getting older has some advantages.

DH and I nearly wet ourselves trying not to laugh when our adult son was trying to get his family out of the door in time to catch their train home!

He sounded exactly like DH talking to him many moons ago.

This was in the pre-Covid19 days, of course.

My mother was so vain about her appearance she never wore sensible shoes. She was still tottering around in high heels just before she died aged 89. People who knew her found it amusing but it really was a nightmare for me and my sister. We had visions of her injuring herself because of her vanity.

I am the exact opposite of my Mother, what scares me a bit is hearing myself coming from my DD.
Sort of gives me the shivers as we have similar voices.

Haven't you grown! - especially this year with covid & me getting older.

I was sounding like my mum for years before she died (this year ?)
Now my daughter, who swore she would never be like me, is saying the same things ?
Its like Blackpool illuminations in here...
Were you born in a barn?
I want don't get....
The list is endless

When I'm covered in bits of sewing cotton and have my crochet wool wrapped around my ankle when I stand up!
Haven't found a knitted mushroom in my shoe yet.

Oh No- I wear sensible shoes, something my mother found personally insulting. She was a high heels girl till a couple of weeks before she died aged 86. She was still going ballroom dancing in glitzy shoes and beautiful frocks. I know I'm my mother when I put my happy head on despite stress and particularly when I'm working in the garden.

Even when my mum was alive, I was using her sayings to my children. When we complained that our dinner was too hot, she said “You’d be hot if you’d just come out of the oven”. And, when we went on about wanting things, it was “We buy what we need not what we want”.

When I look at my profile and there’s a little pad of fat under my chin where a nice well-defined one used to be!!!

Not only do I find myself offering ma's sage 'advice' my voice is turning into hers! As are her hand gestures, posture and ailments - the power of genes eh? But she did live to the ripe old age of 93 and everybody in her sheltered accommodation loved her so there are blessings in turning into Mum

I have always tried consciously not to echo my mum as some things she said to me as a child are hurtful to me even now. So imagine my horror about 20 years ago when my twin daughters were playing with their dolls and I heard one doll “say” to the other “Am I talking Chinese??”

I had a lovely Mum and still miss her some of her sayings, as others have written stay with me, such as "were you born in a barn, shut the door".
"Its like Blackpool illuminations in here, switch the lights off" My Brother and I called her "the voice" because when she was angry she would raise her voice, and that was enough,she knew what we called her, we had many laughs about it.I do miss "the voice"

When I look in the mirror.My mum looked like the queen, but died at 74 unlike the queen,but at least I know how Ill look if I live to be older than my mum!

I do sometimes see my mum in the mirror and come out with her wise sayings, but I don’t think I’ll ever match up to her as a person - kind, appreciative, stoical, courageous and funny - she was wonderful and missed every day.

Oh dear go on then ( head down) I hate to admit that I have become quite prudish
Yep just like my mum. Weird I never used to be, but I suppose that is just one thing aging gas done to me.
Not sure if it's good or bad, but eh it's little old me

Has not gas, although now I think of it lol !

She’s all fur coat and no knickers.!

'That's not a dress, it's a pelmet!"!

I have for a long time thought that my eldest sister (sadly died 10 years ago) was my mother. I am even more convinced now because I am the spitting image of her when I look in the mirror.

I sometimes say (or think) one of the things she'd come out with. It makes me shiver with dread - that I could be anything like that wicked old bat.

With you on that one, Hetty58 - if I ever thought I was turning into my mother, I'd probably throw myself off the nearest high bridge!

Blondiescot, you can push me off first!

When I painted my nails as a teenager my dear Dad used to say ‘if God wanted you to have red nails you’d have been born with red nails’.

Look how short her skirt is. She'll catch her death of cold