52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks 2023: Week 32 (REUNION)
Having never been to an actual family reunion it makes it hard to write about one for this week's blog.
I could simply say I am in need of a family reunion to attend, and end this week's entry.
BUT since I feel that is not in the spirit of writing weekly I will share a random memory I had this morning when I was looking at amusing memes on Facebook.
Over the years my mother frequently told the tale of my showing off her black lacy undies to all the neighbours.
It seems I put on a pair of her black lacy underwear, pulled them up to my chest like a little jumpsuit, and ran down the street with her chasing after me.
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| About the same age I was when the undies adventure happened |
My takeaway was how fast was I when I was 2 that she couldn't catch me before I was down the street OR was she laughing so hard she couldn't get enough air to actually run? Then again ... she was pregnant with my brother when I was 2 so maybe that was why she couldn't catch me before all the neighbours saw her knickers!!!
When I heard this story I would often think I was just too cute to have been that much of a handful
Then again there are a lot of stories about my mischief making.
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Those knees are pretty bashed up for a quiet little girl
who didn't get into any mischief 😂 |
A few of the tales my mother told many times over the years.When I was 18 months I ate 3 packages of her birth control pills. They were fairly new in their availability, and too expensive to replace. That brother mentioned above was born 10 months after my stomach was pumped.
Also around the age of 2 my parents woke to find my cat and I stuck to the kitchen counter where I had climbed to eat the suckers hidden in the cupboard. It appeared to my patient grown ups that I had licked each one, and then dropped it to the counter where the cat and I were sitting on the sticky suckers.
Another morning - that adorable dog in the photo and I were playing fetch with potatoes and carrots on the kitchen floor after emptying the fridge drawers.
My takeaway from these stories ... I didn't have a lot of supervision in the morning!
Remembering the family stories that were told over and over again!!!
This is why I search -
Cause ...
You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family you know!
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