Everyone has a little crazy in their family.
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childhood (or parenthood) that makes
you wonder just how you all survived.
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It was a tradition for my family to pick out a Christmas tree. When I was 10, the tree was too big to fit through the door. We finally stuffed it through and dragged it into place, but the top left a green streak on the ceiling all the way through the house. Then our tree base broke and the tree fell over. My dad was so mad that we've had an artificial tree ever since.
When I was about 7 or so, my school went on a field trip. My sister got really mad at me and cut my hair. Then I cut hers back. Then a few other people joined in and the teachers spent ages yelling at us. When I came home my mother was really mad. I ended up having to get 8 inches of my hair cut off!
My brother collected insects when we were kids & found many during our vacations. We were always on the lookout for new ones. In San Antonio, TX we saw a strange beetle crawling on the sidewalk, my mom pulled a cup,plastic wrap & rubber band out of her purse(always prepared) & the family proceeded to chase it down the busy street til we captured it, amusing the tourists.
My brother bob was playing a new game at the park, ride under the swing A-frame, jump off your bike, grab the bars. He lost the game. Came home crying. Mom said "if you're going to cry, go sit in the backyard". He did, I went to talk to him & returned to ask "is the bone supposed to stick of the skin?"
When we got off the school bus we had to pass a house with dogs that chased us. My friend and I got into the habit of picking up a handful of rocks to fling at the dogs.My friend reached down to grab rocks and screamed out. When I looked she was frantically shaking her hand...she had grabbed a handful of dog poop instead! We then laughed so hard she wet her pants. Classic!
I walked in on my parents "in bed" when I was 17. I closed my eyes and started running away. I then hit the banister super hard and flew over. I landed on my back. My parents called 911. I had to explain my story repeatedly to all the nurses and doctors because they thought it was hilarious. Worst night of my life.
When we were little, my friends next door and I complained about being hungry. Their mom would take us out to the kitchen, line us up shoulder to shoulder, tell us to look at the ceiling and open our mouths. She would then go down the line, squirting whipped cream straight from the can into our mouths. To this day (we're teenagers now) she still does this if we complain.
While my grandma was in her twilight years, I had to take her bra shopping one day. We were in the Mervyn's dressing room stall & I'd convinced her to try on a bra, but she was, ahem, attempting to fit everything into one cup. Loudly, so she could hear me clearly, I said "Grandma, move the left one into its own cup!" And then I heard snickering coming from another stall...
At 16 me and two of my best friends were bored in the winter and we came up with a great way to go sledding. We got a sheet, tied a knot in the end of it slammed that in the trunk and held on to the other end for dear life going about 30 mph behind a car on a saucer sled on country roads. There were about 40 ways we could have died that day, but I still think it was fun!
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