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I met Derek's Dad the first night I went over to Derek's house. He walked in and introductions were had. I stood up to shake his hand and he says "God she's short". I have to say I expected it. I'm 5'3" and derek and his Dad are about 6'3". Then he walked around the house singing Short People by Randy Newman. I didn't know it was a song at the time so I was scared to death of him (still am).
As for meeting his Mom, everything went smoothly. That whole Freudian thing where you try to marry someone like your mom/dad is very true in this case. His Mom and I have a similar personality, same exact sense of humour. We drove for 4 hours just the two of us and had a blast. My tiny bladder, and a 4 hour drive whilst laughing the whole way was difficult though.
Sometimes I still feel a little intimidated by her though. Mostly because we both care so much for Derek, and I will instinctively get him a cold cloth for his head when he has a fever, or make him a hot meal after he works all day... things like that. Then she will ask him if he needs anything and it's already done most of the time. I don't really know what to do about that.
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