Everyone has a little crazy in their family.
Share a quick and funny story from your
childhood (or parenthood) that makes
you wonder just how you all survived.
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Submit Another StoryWe went camping every weekend as kids. Sitting around the campfire, my father would tell us that he was an alien and that the moon rising was a message that he needed to meet his spaceship. So he would get up and leave for awhile. When he returned he would say he had went to the store via spaceship and he would give us candy or toys.
My parents had a sense of humor. When my younger sister was born, they told her they had found her under a rock in the desert and they brought her home and she grew into the little girl she was now. When she went to kindergarten the teacher asked where each child had come from. My sister told her what my parents had said. Needless to say, the school requested a meeting.
Our dad's nickname is Homer. He was the super of the building (ironically). We loved watching him try to fix things for one reason...it was hilarious! Once, he was hammering and accidentally hammered his finger, screamed in agony, threw the hammer through the wall (making a huge hole), then proceeded to destroy every object around him in agony screaming, "COÑO!"
When we were 12, my twin sister and I found a kitten that was only a few days old. The kitten (later called Samantha) was in our back yard one morning in the fall. Her eyes were not even open yet. My mother told us to put her in a box with a blanket. She got her some baby formula and we shared feeding her. Samantha was our cat for 22 years. She's my first baby.
Once, I heard a crackling noise coming from the hall. My dog was eating a plastic bag! He was fine, but the next day he had to go to the bathroom and my mom had to stand there to make sure he didn't run off. She saw something shiny coming out of him. It was a needle that he ate! We took him to the vet, who said he was fine. Lucky!
One summer, my friend and her mom were going camping with me and my mom. My mom got two speeding tickets on that trip ... by the same officer and in the same area.
Once, I was with my uncle and we were driving to some museum really far away. He took the wrong turn off making us set back by an hour and when he stopped for gas he came out with a Willie Nelson CD and had me listen to that and other really old country music the rest of the trip there and back!
I once hid in the hallway bathroom, lights off, wearing a scream costume to scare my aunt as she walked down the hallway to her room. Unfortunately, my grandpa had decided to make a bathroom trip. With his pants around his ankles, he jumped from side to side and screamed a few profanities as I confessed that it was me. He had just had a heart attack 2 weeks before.
My whole family went on a camping trip when I was about 5. My grandma's snoring was so loud (in the tent next to us) that I was convinced there was a bear in their tent! I was terrified.
We were at Wal-Mart & all wore big jackets. We took off those jackets & my dad put all of them in a ball. We thought the ball looked like a baby covered in a jacket & we named it "George". My dad jokingly made crying sounds, hit George & said "Stop crying! Stop crying, George!". Everyone looked at us, ready to call Child Support while we were laughing our butts off!
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