By the grace of God, I was born with this toilet-humor-loving trait, so I have had a pretty easy time dealing with this aspect. Never mind that she eventually married Richard Ney, who played her son! Because my boys are as dramatic as they come. They try to ride their bikes, scooters, and skateboards faster than everyone else … and try to out-jump everyone else on trampolines. You'll find plenty of honest-to-goodness nurturers on the countdown, too, but if your favorite movie mom didn't make the cut, please strike a stern tone and nag us in the comments below. I am forever reminding them to aim! They jump off of things and slide down things and climb up things and roll and tumble and tackle and leap and pounce and run. .
One remembers to put the seat down, but not to flush. And the way you handle that can determine your stress level. The wee-wee, the pee-pee, the goods, whatever term you use. I find this ironic, though, because … 9. Jake decides not to fight back in order to be a paternal figure to his younger brother, Charlie and to honour his father, until Jake is pushed too far. It's great for a guy to be close to his mom, sure, but something about these photos just screams close.
His therapists may say otherwise. You must be cool with nudity. My refrigerator opens every five minutes when the kids are home. But when Allen does go there, he goes big, with this Freudian riff about a lovably nagging mom the peerless Mae Questel who scolds her son—and the whole of Manhattan—from over the skyline like a whiny Godzilla. The emotions between the two deepen as this classic weepie winds its way to a devastating climax that would force even the most dispassionate parent and child into a tight embrace. In my experience, from the time they are physically able to remove their own clothing, they will.
Sometimes they involve more than harsh words. They are going to grab it every chance they get see 9 for an approximate estimation of just how many chances they get. We spend enough at the grocery store every month to make me feel faint in the checkout line, and we still run out. Sometimes I go slightly insane at the condition of my house. You must be prepared for messes. You must have a lot of food on hand at all times.
I spend the other 25% cleaning up the messes that result when my preaching goes in one ear and out the other. Which brings us to my very last piece of advice … 10. Makeup, exfoliation, perfume, cute shoes. Have you ever seen a photo of a cougar with her much younger lover and then realized you were looking at a photo of a mother and her son? The wrenching sequence where she leaves him behind in the woods is a harrowing abandonment nightmare come to life.
You must be prepared for drenching splashes, a wet-dog smell, a soaked floor, and tons of dirty towels. Her criminal children including a young Robert De Niro as a junkie are a source of pride; she even bakes them cookies. Just stock up on Band-Aids and look the other way for a little bit. So please excuse us if this list skews toward the monstrous: We love our crazy matriarchs as much as the calming ones. They do all that plus wrestle, and occasionally get into full-blown knock-down drag-out fights. Sometimes they lounge around in their underwear, and sometimes they forego the underwear altogether.
Lest you think this is just a stock nurturer role, watch for the scene where she rips into some local gangstas; this grizzly mama has claws. But being the mother of a male — whether one or many — changes you. Boys will also wipe boogers on walls and carpets and slop food all over the place like pigs at a trough. Which brings us to the next prerequisite … 7.
After his father passed, his mother Katie, gets into a relationship with Derek in the hopes that he can be a good role model for Jake. They taste dirt and kitty litter and glue and hardened gum from beneath park benches and restaurant tables just out of curiosity I mean, one of my boys. Much of the success should be attributed to a ferociously funny Jamie Lee Curtis, underrated as a comedian, who cuts loose with snarling teenage abandon. Four boys later and I am still utterly astonished at how fast they can ruin a seemingly-sturdy pair. Unless you stand at the door and remind them twenty times to use soap … everywhere! You must think farts are funny.