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.
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When my sister was about 11, she and I were grounded. She was feeling sick and my dad thought she was faking it to get out of patching up all the spots on the deck (our punishment). When we were finished, my sister was visibly ill. Later that day, our dad drove us to the doctor who said her appendix was close to bursting and told us to go to the ER immediately!
One day, my cousin Nathan was in charge of me and my two cousins. We made him mad so he locked us in the same bathroom that my aunt's dog's puppies were in. There was no air in there. We told him we were hungry so he sent food under the door! My aunt finally let us out 2 hours later.
When I was 9, we played hide and seek. I convinced my younger brother to hide in a dog crate in the storage closet in our apartment complex. After locking it, I found out it needed a key to open. After an hour or so, I called 911 thinking maybe my mom would not find out and I wouldn't get in trouble. I didn't see daylight for a month!
My family applied for Wife Swap. My mom went to a family that did everything together and were really corny like the Berenstain Bears. We were just laid back, not too protective. We didn't always keep too clean of a house but it wasn't horrible. We weren't religious or anything like that. It was horrible! We didn't listen, it was stupid and we ignored her dumb rules.
My brother has no depth perception at all. He was talking to some friends and a butterfly flew like 2 feet away from him. He thought it was going to fly into him (because he couldn't see how far away it was). He flinched and jumped back. Now, we all call it "The Butterfly Incident!" LOL!
When my twin sister Wind and I were about four, we had a Barbie jeep. It was the first and last time Wind let me drive. Well, I got in and took off full speed toward the pool. My mother was on the porch and thought I would stop. Well, she was wrong. I was soon speeding toward the pool and she was yelling, "Let off the gas! Let off the gas!"
I was sitting on the couch with my sister Melissa and older brother TJ, eating some leftovers. My other older sister Olivia came in and asked for some. I said alright and gave her the bowl. She ran off with it and slammed the door to her room behind her. After a little while, we realized that she had jammed the door and couldn't get out for hours.
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