Florence Henderson

I always wanted to be a “Brady” when I was a kid. Not a “Partridge”…a “Brady”. I wanted more than one brother and one sister. I wanted a dad who went off to work in a suit and briefcase, not in boon Dockers, workpants and a flannel shirt. I wanted a house in California, a maid who did everything short of changing the oil in the big old family station wagon,  I wanted Marsha’s hair and Marsha’s clothes…but most of all I wanted Mrs. Brady as my mom!

Don’t get me wrong…I love my mom and love her for raising me the way she did, but there was just something about Carol Brady that, to me, was so comforting. She always had a smile and kind words to offer. I know a she was a bit over the top sometimes with it…but she was slow to anger and never had to yell or get all up in anyone’s face. She simply epitomizes what I grew up thinking a mom to be. I can picture her standing there with the good old red, white and blue waving behind her holding a plate full of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies… (that Alice probably made.)

Now I am watching her on that dance show…she’s 76 yrs of age and she’s out there shaking her stuff. And it’s funny because I think that for many of us who grew up in the late 60’s early 70’s as tail end baby boomers, we still identify her as one of TV’s most pristine and lovable moms.

Carol Brady…she was probably the last of her kind, the end of an era where the world was just one happy place and every conflict could be resolved in less than 30 minutes. The TV moms who preceded her were never again to be as gentle and pure as Carol.

So here’s to you Flossy…for making me believe I was going to grow up to be just like Carol Brady!

What the hell was I thinking?


About bacurran

I am a stay-at-home mom living in Hunterdon county NJ and I take care of my husband, two children and a great big giant black dog! This blog is a combination of snip-its from my daily life as a mom along with some of my thoughts on various mom and life related topics!
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