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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I had a bunkbed growing up, and Dad decided to remove the railing on the top bunk. I ended up spending two days in the hospital recovering from a severe skull fracture from falling off the top bunk one night while i was asleep. The doctor said that if it had been a half centimeter deeper I would've been dead.
One of my older brothers and I wanted to play chicken by throwing his darts at each other's feet. Whoever could get the dart the closest to the other person's feet, without touching their feet wins. My brother was pretty good, but it was my turn. I threw the dart and it accidentally landed right on my brother's foot and stuck. I yelled "You win!"
When I was 4years old, I ended up with lice from another child in my preschool class. Instead of buying lice shampoo or taking me to a doctor or salon, my mom washed my hair in flea shampoo. Later, the doctor explained to my mom how dangerous it was to do. On the upside, I had no lice or fleas.
My husband is one of 5 rural Kansas kids. His dad use to get drunk and hop on the riding lawn mower. He would mow the areas at the edge of the lawn he had allowed to grow up around the junk that had accumulated. The kids would all scatter and run for the house, because one time he hit a piece of junk and broke the blade off and sent it flying just missing one of them.
I was woken by revving engine for 3/4 hour as my son tried backing my little Nissan Versa out of a driveway with 8 inches of snow in middle of snowstorm - just to get coffee. I am calling out that I can't sleep with all of the racket of the engine! He returned few minutes later, no coffee. I suggested easier to have made coffee, he told me I was crazy, go back to sleep.
My grandmother used to be an alcoholic. When drunk, she would throw beer bottles at the neighbors from her veranda and sometimes at my older brother, too. One time, even a computer! She chased my dad down the street with a hot poker stick once! She is very tall and fat, definitely not your average little old granny.
My family used to go camping at the lake in our "camper". By camper I mean an old school bus that dad remodeled to include bunk beds & a gas stove. One night at camp Dad got mad because someone beat him at cards so he started up the bus & started driving off. Someone managed to get the propane tank unhooked before he got it in gear. Did I mention it didn't have breaks?
Coming back from Yellowstone my mother told my brother, sister and I to eat everything in the campers refrigerator. Instead we tried to see if we could throw it under the moving truck hard enough to come out in front of the rig. To do this we opened the window in the back door of the camper leaned out and hurled whatever we could find under the truck. They never knew!
My family used to spend every weekend of the summer on the river when I was young. After a long day on the river, as we were heading back in, the boat motor hit something submerged in the water and sent the boat sideways. Some how I was thrown from the boat. After swimming back to the boat dad had to throw me back to keep me from getting sucked in to the motor.
I was around 10 and playing in the playhouse my father had made for me. I was playing with candles, thinking it was fun. Before I knew it I was bored, went inside to watch TV with my sisters. Eventually the candles melted and burnt down the entire playhouse! LOL Then, to prevent it from spreading to another, my dad got the tractor and pushed it.
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