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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My dad dropped us off at elementary school in his rusty, green Charger that he swore he would rebuild one day. He drove into the lot with loud music. He tried to show off to some female teachers by revving the engine and peeling out. The principal angrily asked us who was driving. We lied & said it was a friend of our parents. LOL!
Growing up, we had a family tradition of an alcohol grab bag on Christmas Eve. Somehow, this drinking theme turned awkward and "spankers" got involved. The spankers were fly swatters that were shaped like hands and said "spank" on them. When my grandma got the spanker, she chased my grandpa around my house for an hour trying to spank him. Not okay! Merry Christmas!
My hair is really curly and thin so it hurts a lot when you brush it. When I was little, my mom used to braid my hair and she was bad. I screamed and cried because she was hurting me. To make me stop, my mom used to hit me on the head with the brush. Strangely, it only made me cry more ....
When I was in grade school, my mom kept telling me how much she admired this guy in my grade. There were times in middle school where I had a feeling that she wanted me to date him. Never happened. The two of us weren't even friends. Super awkward. Now she's doing the same thing to my little sister.
I grew up on a hilly street that we would sled down in the winter. My father used to pull us back up the hill on our sleds. When he would get too hot, he would horrify the neighbors by shedding his clothing down to his boxers and boots. He was quite buff at the time, so I don't think the ladies were REALLY offended.
When I was barely a month old, my parents took me swimming. My mother lay on the blanket and my dad took me out into the water. He thought that babies already knew how to swim so he chucked me in the water. When I didn't start swimming, he quickly grabbed me out of the water but, after that, my mother always was very nervous when he took me and my siblings out!!!
My mom told me one day that when I was 4 weeks old, she, my father (bless his soul), and I went to Walmart. After my father had put up the cart, he went and got into the car. My mother looked at him and asked, "Choco, where's Nat?" My father replied, "Oh crud! I forgot the baby! I'm sorry, Ma, I'm new to this." He was referring to parenthood. Heh... o_O
For a Halloween party, my mom made a huge centerpiece of Frankenstein out of cheese, olives, and pretzels. Halfway through the party Frankenstein (or Cheesen-stein) started melting and looked a little lopsided, so she threw him away. The next morning my stepdad opened the lid only to find this large piece of cheese. Being the cheapskate he is, he ate it for lunch!
Mom came to me with this awsome trick she learned from friends in AA. The year 2011 minus how old you are will get the year you were born. It works on everybody. She got it after I sat down with her and worked through the math (several times). She came back the next day and told me she thought her friends were screwing with her because none of them got it either. MAGIC!
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