Where else will an argument ensue between your mother and grandmother over the misplacement of car keys only to find out they had been placed in the freezer.....Why wouldn't you look in the freezer for car keys?
Or have your younger brother take a Louisville Slugger to your bedroom door, hoping to separate your head from your neck just because you used his GI JOE's as targets for live ammo firecrackers.
Does this sound like a sane place to you? Let me tell you all......This was a great place to grow up. We did not always the most expensive clothes, the fanciest cars, or the newest toys, but I do not know of many homes in this world where there was more laughter than my home.
Where else does a dad manufacture a Christmas morning scavenger hunt where the booty is $100.00 "To be spent on anything we wanted"
Where else would you have a pictionary game where my younger brother would spout the answer "Omnee-potent".......(That's omnipotent)
I wrote all of this to say that I have found myself exhibiting some of the same characteristics that I classified as crazy
- sleeping with one leg outside the covers just to keep cool
- drinking from a gallon milk jug of water from the tap.....because it tastes better
- hiding in a dark hallway to scare my children as they creep down the hall
- taking walks on Christmas Eve because its the quietest night of the year
I guess by some people's standards this is crazy behavior, but I classify it as quite normal. If that makes me crazy.....So be it.
Thank you God for growing up in a crazy home!!
God With You
4 comments:
Suddenly, I'm not so sure about this airing of grievences over the bandwidth. Isn't that what Festivus is for?
And just to remind you - it was Star Wars figures, not G.I. Joes. They were ours...not mine. And today, they could probably pay off my student loan. What did we do with that bat, again?
Just kidding, man. I like these trips down memory lane (as one-sided as they are). I will have to correct that very soon.
JB
Both of you go to your rooms and no TRANSFORMER'S for either of you....Boy....wait till your mother gets home.....
mb
Have I told you all how much I love being a part of this family.
I've a lot about my husband over the past week and I wouldn't change a thing!
Love you guys,
HB
I think messing with a little brother's action figure should be punishable by Louisville Slugger.
My big brother once blew up some of my Joe's with M-80s. He also tied one onto the end of a rope...with a dummy grenade at the other end. He'd secure the Joe and then toss the grenade as high and as far as possible. Poor Joe didn't know what was going on...sitting there minding his own business one minute and then soaring through the air the next. Gives new meaning to the term GO JOE!!!!
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