March 27, 2010

Dear Clusterflock

The mom reach

update: Apparently the term is not part of the general consciousness. Coming to a sudden stop or going around a turn, a mother will reach over to hold whoever is in the passenger seat. This is the mom reach.

posted by in biology, dear clusterflock, family | * | 16 comments 

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  1. Rick Neece on March 27th, 2010 at 10:15 pm

    …will last your whole life long,

  2. Andrew Simone on March 27th, 2010 at 10:30 pm

    …cannot extend 1000 miles.

  3. Deron Bauman on March 27th, 2010 at 10:30 pm

    talks to you in your sleep.

  4. Deron Bauman on March 27th, 2010 at 10:38 pm

    stronger than an invading army.

  5. Deron Bauman on March 27th, 2010 at 10:40 pm

    now in extra strength.

  6. Deron Bauman on March 27th, 2010 at 10:40 pm

    30% more. free.

  7. Kelsey Parker on March 28th, 2010 at 1:51 am

    I have no idea what you’re talking about.

  8. ju ju pongo on March 28th, 2010 at 10:12 am

    AKA “stopping short” as in this example on Seinfeld -

  9. Nick on March 28th, 2010 at 10:19 am

    …otherwise known as the concerned cop.

    used in the 60′s (when seatbelts were but a vague rumor) by teenage boys everywhere as they ‘accidentally’ brought their car to too quick a halt.

    results ranged from a mild slap, to a psuedo-outraged “Billy!”, to a promising smile.

  10. Deron Bauman on March 28th, 2010 at 10:42 am

    I stand by my comments.

  11. Dave Vogt on March 28th, 2010 at 11:00 am

    As well you should, Deron.

  12. Rick Neece on March 28th, 2010 at 2:55 pm

    I’ll stand by mine, too. Danny’s mom passed ten years ago. I think she still throws her arm out to hold him in place every now and then.

  13. Rick Neece on March 28th, 2010 at 2:56 pm

    In a good way, I mean.

  14. Kathy Hilen-Smith on March 28th, 2010 at 4:27 pm

    Some moms whack the chest of Shotgun just because.

    I don’t know any. I’m just sayin’.

  15. Daryl Scroggins on March 28th, 2010 at 6:27 pm

    Who could go through the winshield with Mama watching? Of course I don’t have a larynx anymore, but what the hell. Once I was holding a cake when I hit the dash. The first thing I heard after was “I told you to hold on.”

  16. Sheila Ryan on March 29th, 2010 at 6:51 am

    It was fun growing up when the world was dangerous and nobody cared what happened to you. I used to hold my head close to the car radio because the speaker was so crappy, and once when Daddy had to brake hard and fast, I lost a couple of teeth. In San Antonio!

    A true remembery.

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