My husband likes to say that I was a nerd at school, something I vehemently deny. But although I would never admit it out loud, there is a possibility that I might have been somewhat nerdy at school. Actually, thinking about it, I was probably a little on the nerdy side. I never smoked at school, all the cool kids did. I didn't have many (any) boyfriends, all the cool girls had the cool boyfriends. (Remember when the naughty kids were cool and the good kids were like, SO uncool? How silly is that.) Hell, even when I did drugs in my wild twenties, I did it responsibly. I kept my managerial job throughout, never stole money from my mother’s purse or sold my sister's bike for drug money. Mostly because my sister was grown up and didn't have a bike and because I wasn’t staying with my mom. So yes, perhaps I've always been a bit on the nerdy side. In a really, really cool sort of way.
Among other less fortunate traits my kids have inherited from me (not caring about dress sense, favouring comfort over style etc etc), it appears my kids have inherited my nerdy side. Last night, after lights out, they took off their PJs! Which in itself isn't a very naughty thing to do, but it is winter here so it was kind of naughty. This morning when they woke up I asked them where their PJs were and they replied with a grin that they had taken them off the night before. "But don't worry mom” they exclaimed, “we kept our vests* on!"
That's my children! Go ahead and be rebellious, but make sure you keep your chests warm.
*We can them vests here, not sure what you call them? Long sleeve underwear thingies you wear in winter to keep your bits (chest/arms etc) warm.