Wednesday, August 17, 2011

WWTK-Being a Kid

It Wednesday!  The week is half over and to make it go just a bit quicker let's answer questions with Mamarazzi and Queso.
This week's questions are from Mamarazzi:
  1. Did you live in the same town or move around a lot as a kid?  I was born in Florida (Hollywood), lived in Missouri (Sweet Springs) and then California (Yucipa).  When I was seven, mom moved us to Wyoming (Buffalo).  After that we stayed put.  There were lots of reasons for those early moves.  mostly bad choices on the part of my parents.
  2. What were your parents like?  My mom is wonderful, kind of crazy, but she means well.  She is fabulous with the boys and really good to me.  I never knew my father.  he committed suicide when I was three month old.  From what my mom has told me I would have liked him.  My mom had two other husbands but I didn't like either on them really.
  3. Do you have any siblings?  What were they like growing up?  I have one younger brother.  He loves the out doors and fishing.  He was your typical annoying younger brother until he figured out that he wanted to be able to hang out with me once I could drive.  That's when he stopped telling one me.
  4. Share a short story from your childhood.  Which one to choose.  Oh I know I'll tell the one that embarrassed me to no end when I was a teenager.  It starts with a favorite uncle.  He was italian and from New York.  his name was Joe.  I was about four.  For some reason I forgot his name and called him uncle George.  He sputtered and popped and made a big deal about my remembering his name.  After that, I would get a gleam in my eye and purposely call him Uncle George just to make him sputter and pop again.  Since we were in California and they were from New York, they got up way earlier than we did.  It was summer and most often during the night I would end up sleeping on my stomach with my legs tucked under me.  My tush would be sticking up in the air.  One morning he came in and kissed my tush.  The next time I called him Uncle George he came back with "But I kissed your butt!"  We went round and round with this until he had to go back to New York for work.  A short time later, we got a new pastor at church.  His name was Joe.  Mom had him and his wife over for dinner and introduced me to him.  I said hello, climbed up in his lap, looked him square in the eye and said "Kiss my butt!"  Mom had some fast explaining to do then.
  5. What did you look like?
My brother and I, He was 2, I was 6.

And that is all for this week.  Go see Mamarazzi and Queso and see what everyone else brave enough to post a picture looked like.

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15 comments:

Jenn said...

LOL Cute story!!! I moved around a lot as a kid, due to bad choices onmy parents as well!

allstarme said...

You were born where I grew up!! And I never knew. That is awesome.

Heather said...

I really love your story. So funny you told the pastor to kiss your butt. LOL

Michele said...

when I was 3 or 4 I called my Uncle Humpty Dumpty. Well, he looked like Humpty Dumpty! My mother was embarrassed. My uncle thought is was great.

Jill said...

haha! That's a good story!!

I took forever to get my licence, so my brother (2 years younger than me) ended up getting his only a few months after me. But for those few months, boy, did he ever love me and my licence. LOL

sarajo said...

OMG! What great story! LOL!

Awe, you two were so cute!

A Randomlicious Blog for the Soul said...

LOL what I wouldn't give to be in that room to see that pastors face!
Priceless

insomnia said...

Stopping by from WWTK hop.

dddiva said...

So cute- you still are!

LOVE that story hahahahahha.

Jolene said...

Oh my Goodness! I laughed out loud here at work with your memory story. I LOVE IT!!!!

Sprite's Keeper said...

Love the story!
And the cute picture of you wearing gungham!
You were born in Hollywood? How long did you live in Florida before moving?

DysFUNctional Mom said...

LOVE that story, too funny!

K Lind said...

That is a hilarious story!! You are a cutie pie!

Date Girl said...

Bummer that you had to move around a lot, and so sorry about your dad. I'm glad you weren't old enough to remember him, that would have been heartbreaking.

Lol, love the story. I would have been embarrassed over the retellings of that story too!

Emmy said...

Lol! Oh that story! And of course it was the pastor from church too too funny

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