Everyone has a little crazy in their family.
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childhood (or parenthood) that makes
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When I was in the 4th grade, I came home one day with an itchy bump on the side of my face. I showed it to my mom & she told me it was from drinking too much milk(??). Of course it turned out to be chicken pox & I missed school for a week & a half. My sister laughed at my pain daily until she caught it & had to miss the school's carnival day.
At mom's birthday at Olive Garden, my dad told our table about my mom's home surgery. She had a skin tag (white mole) that was bugging her, so she gave herself a local anesthetic (for an animal) and my dad sterilized his pocket knife and cut off. My sister then stitched her up with needle and thread. My uncle then said to me, "I see why you moved out..."
One morning, while getting ready for school, I was unable to find my shoes. I searched everywhere. I asked my brother & sister if they saw my shoes. Neither one had. I asked my mom and she said the last time she wore them she put them away. Finally, after searching I happen to spot them behind the couch (out of the corner of my eye I saw my mom smile). Call me neat freak.
On one of my dad's fishing trips, the weather turned bad so he left his fish on the stringer to return to them the next day. The next day, my dad decided to take us kids with him to retrieve his fish. We were so excited to go. Little did we know that we would travel through the woods, scale a cliff with the Kern River at our feet and returned soaked from the rain storm.
My dad is a big guy. One time, we went shopping at the big and tall store. The clerk kept handing him different things. He kept saying, "You're a size 38 portly, right?" My father cannot hear well and thought he was saying "porky" instead of "portly." Needless to say, his anger grew. After a while, he snapped and said, "Listen here, if you call me porky one more time...."
My mom, who lives in Alabama, bought a Honey Baked Ham for Thanksgiving. 2 weeks later, she called to say she wanted to return it. I tried to explain that most of it had been eaten and it was 2 weeks later but it fell on deaf ears. She froze the ham. Another week went by and she returned it. After making a huge scene at the store, they gave her a voucher for $60!
I frequently missed the bus as a young child so to try to discourage this she decided to drop me off about half a mile from school like five or ten minutes before i needed to be there. She then drove slowly next to me while i ran to school shouting for me to run faster. Lets just say it was akward when people asked why my mother was following me in a car as i ran to school
I was home with my baby girl and I was vacuuming her room. The baby started to cry in her crib so I got on the floor to reach her pacifier under the crib and my hair got sucked up into the machine. I was stuck there for a long time before I realized I could just pull the cord out of the wall. I still had to untangle my hair out of the rollers while the baby screamed. Ouch!
I was ignoring my grandma so she told me to go get the mail and, as I did, she locked the door on me. I was trapped, so I yelled and screamed. I climbed through a window but when I did, she broke my favorite toy. I was only 7! I called my dad and he gave her 10 dollars. Wow, did I feel loved that day.
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