LOL. I don't know if I'd actively WANT my kid to be a writer... although I'd certainly support it. It's a fun life, just a hard one. But I suppose that can be said of a lot of professions.
Nice revisionist history, missy. Your name back then was KRISTI, remember?! Just kidding -love ya!
Kristan - oh, I hear you! But maybe she'll end up choosing something more stable, like acting or real estate. :DYvette - history's truth belongs to those that blog about it first! Mua ha ha.
Amen, sister. I was frickin' STRANGE as a kid.Come to think of it, not much has changed. Huh.
LOL - who wants to be normal anyway? Weird kids have much more fun.
Did you really grow popcorn hoping for baseball players to come out of it?! Because if so, that is the coolest thing I've ever learned about you! :)
LT & Keri-Weird kids and weird adults alike, I think it's a better way to live, for sure!And Jolee, ummm...yeah. I didn't realize that you needed to plant actual popcorn seeds, of course. But when I did, I tried to grow a corn field in the front yard (until my Dad made me pull it all up. No Shoeless Joes for me.) Now your turn! Weird kid stories from ALL OF YOU! Rope Queen demands it. :D
What the heck did you do with the rope? Catapult? Magic lasso? Rope swing to a unicorn fairy land?
that is hilarious! i love you as a kid and i love your kid as a kid. and i love those writerly quotes. THANKS FOR IT ALL.
Don't forget the time you wanted to be Julius Caesar for Halloween!
I cannot tell you how fond I have been of your weirdness.No, I was never normal. But I was never KristiMarie weird. I was stuck in some useless in-between place. Blah.Being a grown up is so much better!
Amy: funny story, that. More than anything, I wanted to make a zip line like on "Home Alone". However, my handlebars weren't very soft, the rope wasn't thick enough and that Christmas afternoon, I received my very first (albeit not my last) concussion. Lesson learned: I should have swung into unicorn fairy land instead.Abby and 'Bina, I love you guys and your weirdness, too! Thanks for stopping by, as always and ever and ever. I hope your avatars can feel my awkward hugs.And Beth, you were a pretty weird sissy to grow up with, too. :) Remember our epic strike and bed-time standoff? Good times.
I never considered you weird.....of course, I'm the mom and that would mean I was weird or semi-weird. You were just a lot of fun....with a new idea a day! Wow! Love you dearly!
hee hee - I heart Savin and the craziness she is JUST STARTING to bring your wonderful lives...hold on to your hats and glasses folks - cause this here's gonna be the wildest ride in the wilderness...(insert your own version of Spanish translation here).
Um, I remember the zip line and I was mad when my mom told me I couldn't go on it too. You guys always had some weird and fun thing to do at your house... I remember the pet rabbit that drowned in your pool the day after you got it... I remember the trampoline and how we had strict instructions not to use it to jump into the pool... I remember being told not to play in your pool when the water was drained out, but we did anyways, then got in trouble when your dad told our mom... I remember when one of your older sisters was getting picked up for a school dance and she couldn't get her date's boutonniere pinned on, so your mom had to and she got annoyed when your dad started taking pictures of her doing it... I remember that there was ALWAYS chocolate chip cookie dough in your mom's Kitchenaid mixer (and I still think of that when I pull mine out!)... I reeeeally remember when you three started throwing rocks at the wasp nest in your cat's claw while watched, so naturally I was the one who got stung... yeah, you guys were a pretty entertaining bunch!
But your tooth is falling out!
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