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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.
Read other crazy family experiences and vote on your favorites below.
Submit Another StoryWhen I was maybe 10 or 11, my parents took us to Walmart to exchange slippers my brothers had gotten from Santa. I pointed out that Santa made all his gifts so the slippers couldn't be from him. My dad pulled me aside, said they still believed in Santa, and I was being mean. Well, that was the last Christmas I believed in Santa. I was just stating a fact.
I went on a tent camping trip with my aunt and her boyfriend. While camped at he Grand Canyon we woke to the sounds of our campsite being ransacked. Assuming it was a bear, we sat huddled in fear until the bf decided to scare off the bear. He steeled himself, opened the tent and charged out screaming--and came face to face with a stunned heard of longhorn steer!
a traditional christmas food in my family is jello jigglers, my mom makes them every year. as long as i can remember my uncles have always turned them into a game. in the past they have seen who can get the most to stick to the ceiling and there was even one year where one was thrown at my grandma's forehead during grace (it stuck!!).
It was thanksgiving and my brother had a brand new gf, we were travelling across state to my sisters but had been invited to his gfs families house for the night on our way. I proceeded to get blackout wasted and smash my face Into the mashed potatoes snorting and laughing like the kid in "a christmas story." Ugh,there are so many stories to choose from,never saw her again
One Christmas we were together opening presents. My Mom, my sister and I all got a gift from my Aunt wrapped like a present. Well my sister opens hers first and inside the box was sand. My Aunt said she all wanted us to have a piece of our recently deceased grandfather. Who gives ashes for a Christmas present? Mom has since put them all back together.
My Dad Was so proud of our riding lawn mower, he had us take our family christmas pictures with it. He also insisted on individual shots.
Santa brought me a soft-bodied baby doll for Christmas when I was 6 (1958). I loved that doll. My younger sister also loved that doll and she couldn't have it so she decided to throw it down the outhouse potty. I screamed bloody murder for a couple of hours which drove my dad mad. So, reluctantly, he climbed into the loo and fetched my precious baby out. Now that's a dad!
When I was 7 years old my father, who drove a tow truck, came home w/ easter baskets easter morning. My basket had a stuffed pink rabbit in it. My dad told me it was the easter bunny and he had hit w/ his toe truck that night. Yes, scarred for life.
I was about 7 or 8, it was new years and it was at my aunts house, there were about 30 people there. well when it came to firework time my dad was more exited about it then any one else and all of a sudden he is throwing a firework in the air and well it had landed in his car and went off. he had to get the inside of the whole car done
on christmas one year, i was about seven, i wanted to eat spaghetti. my brother then tells me i'm adopted and italian which was why i wanted the spaghetti. he also tells me that my name is really henrietta. my aunt plays along and tells me my last name is albergetty. i cried until my parents got there and told me that it was all a joke. my brother still calls me henrietta.
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