Everyone has a little crazy in their family.
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childhood (or parenthood) that makes
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Last Christmas, my uncle from Virginia, who is a chef, brought a smoked turkey. My dad left the frozen turkey on a table outside to thaw. Then my brother let his dog Walter out. Walter is a puggle (pug/beagle) so he is kind of short. About 10 minutes later, my brother said, "Walter's eating the turkey!" He ate half the turkey! My dad was really mad.
My family went to Chicago by train, so we had no means of transportation there. My uncle decided we should go to the other side of Chicago. We couldn't find a large taxi, so we asked a small one how many of us could fit. He replied, "As many as you can." There we go, 9 people fitting in a small compact car. My little sister and cousin laid across us!
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!
We have two dogs, an older mild-mannered sweetie and a greedy little puppy. One Christmas, they each got a bone. The puppy immediately hid his. A few minutes later, he came back and, when the older one wasn't looking, the puppy stole his bone too! Ironically, the puppy had hidden them in the older dog's bed. The bones went back and forth in a game of "Steal that Bone."
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 whole childhood, my dad had me convinced that I didn't like Reese's Cups. He would take them out of my Halloween candy every year. I tried one when I was 13 and discovered that I love Reese's Cups! My dad is a sneaky, manipulative candy thief! Growing up, every time I cried, my older sister and older brother would clap and shout, "She gets an Emmy"! I rarely cry now.
At my husband's aunt's new house for Christmas dinner, I was helping in the kitchen. My husband was in the game room with the guys. Later, everyone was in the kitchen to say grace except my husband. Then we see the light (over the island and ALL the food) dripping. My husband had overflowed the toilet in the bathroom upstairs and it was dripping onto Christmas dinner!
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