Everyone has a little crazy in their family.
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childhood (or parenthood) that makes
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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.
When my brother and I were little, my uncle would visit and we'd all sit at the pool in our apartment complex. He refused to listen to my mom about us not being able to swim, and one day, when my mom went inside for something, he threw my brother into the deep end expecting him to doggy paddle instead of sink. We still wont let him around us near pools!!
When we were little, my uncle would take my cousin and me to school and he would ask us, "Hey, do you guys want some donuts?" We would shout YES! and before you knew it, we would go flying around all over the car because he meant "car donuts" (spin his Camaro 'round and 'round). He did this to us for a few years before we learned our lesson and stopped saying yes!
On a school ski trip, I decided to go snowboarding. I stunk. Strangely, I passed it then we had to go down the hill. I tried, but I fell and could not get up. I accidentally knocked down the instructor's board. The guy started to yell at me then ran down hill. When he came back up he yelled again and told me the board had hit a little girl.
My little cousin made up a story about me having drugs under my bed. It was a complete lie. He was no stranger to telling ridiculous lies. It was a phase. He told me he was gonna tell my parents what he "found," so I made up a story about him using the kitty litter box to do his bathroom business. To this day, I bring up pooping in the cat box to keep him in line!
My cousins moved into a house where homeless people had lived. For a couple of years, anyone who visited that house would break out with pus-filled bumps. A small bug would grow underneath the skin. The doctor would have to cut the skin and pop the blister. No insurance meant my mom was our MD. She would make us bathe in dog soap. It sucked, but it worked!
As a kid, I never knew that treating lice the way my parents did was both illegal/dangerous. My parents killed two birds with one stone. We lived in a duplex full of roaches. They would spray where the roaches lived and sprayed our heads to kill the lice we had gotten at school. They would wrap our heads with grocery store bags. I can still feel the lice moving! ;/
My grandma and grandpa often drink, resulting in arguments. Recently, grandpa really ticked off grandma during one of their many drunken arguments, so she stabbed him. He went to the hospital, lied and said he got mugged, and they're still living happily, or unhappily ever after under the same roof. Grandma often complains that grandpa can't let stuff go.
We didn't have seat belts or maximum car capacity when I was a child. We all piled into the station wagon any way we could. I got stuck next to the door and tried to get a better position. I used the door lever and ended up with Grandma holding my feet with a close-up view of the ground. Luckily, we were in the cemetery and only going 5 mph. I was 8 years old at the time.
When I was 7, my sister (14) was able to babysit me. My sister and I went for a bike ride while my older sister was asleep. We put a note on the fridge so she could see. When we returned home, we were locked outside so we decided to climb through a window only to be greeted by 3 cops with their guns pointed at us. My sister had called the cops because we were missing!
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