Everyone has a little crazy in their family.
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childhood (or parenthood) that makes
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My daughter had an imaginary friend named Cindy who often visited our house to play dolls or eat lunch. One day my four-year-old told the sitter she was going next door to Cindy's house and left. I returned a few hours later and she was nowhere to be found. The neighborhood went on full alert, including the police, who found her at a park two miles away!
While at work one evening in a mental health hospital, I received a call from the Boise PD that I needed to return home regarding a problem with my 8 y.o. daughter. I rushed home to find two BPD cars, lights on, and my house full of men w/ guns. My daughter was enjoying the attention and the babysitter was not. She had called 911 when the sitter spanked her...
During kindergarten show and tell, nobody was paying attention to me and my stuffed animal. I told everyone that my parents were getting divorced, which was a lie. I went on to explain that it was because my dad beat up my mom, followed by some even bigger lies. I was retelling the plot from a TV movie. My concerned teacher called the police who contacted my parents.
My mom and I were cleaning one day with the windows open. My mom picked up a ball and threw it at me. Soon, cleaning had been abandoned and we were having an all-out dodgeball war, running around and screaming at the top of our lungs. We were having fun until our neighbor frantically knocked on the door. He said that he'd heard us screaming and almost called the police!
When I was a baby, my parents left me home with a sitter. At the time there was a hillside strangler on the loose. My parents snuck back into the house to get my mom's purse and quietly slipped out. The baby sitter heard the "intruder" and called the cops. Next thing you know, there were helicopters circling our neighborhood!
As I entered my parents house, it smelled like a roaring winter fire (but it was summer and we NEVER used the fireplace). I also noticed that the backyard looked different but couldn't quite figure it out. Until I looked again and noticed that the entire fence had burned down and the fire dept was cleaning up. They said 'kids' were smoking - my sister was the only one home
I grew up in LaPorte, IN. When I was 13, my uncle got drunk and went driving on the back roads outside of town. He ended up driving through a couple corn fields and smashed through Bernacchi's Market, a gourmet grocery store. He was okay. Oprah lived just outside of town then and regularly shopped there. All I could think was, "My uncle destroyed Oprah's grocery store!"
My Great Grandfather, age 93, was convicted of murder. He had been standing in line at the rest home getting ready to receive his dinner. A woman with a walker cut in front of him. He was so irritated, he used his cane and shoved her out of the way. She had a heart attack and died on the spot. He was sentenced to "life in prison".....
With our new chain link fence up, I felt confident leaving my 2 tots to play in the yard while I did dishes. 15 min. later, I found my 2 yr old missing. Just then my doorbell rang. I ran to the front door to find my son in the arms of our local police officer. He said my son was sitting on the street curb, throwing rocks as he drove by. He mastered the fence first try!
I live next door to a family of 4 boys. One summer when I was 5 (they were 4,3,1 and 1), their mom called my mom asking if we had seen the 2 year old recently. We hadn't. We ended up calling the police who searched our houses and the whole block. Just as the police were getting worried, they looked out back and saw the 2 year old asleep, face down and naked in the sandbox.
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