Posted on 06/16/2004 7:00:07 PM PDT by Military family member
The part about the odor brought back memories.
One day my husband and I came home to a horrendous smell in our bedroom. We didn't know what was going on. We finally looked under the bed and there was a rotten egg under it.
My son put it there to keep it as a "pet".
Another funny kid thing. Last week, we moved to a new house. On Sunday, we finished cleaning to old house and everything was out of it. We told the kids to say "goodbye". One of my 7 year old daughters need to go poop. We thought she was done, and we told all the kids to get in the car. My daughter was not in the car, so we went back into the house. She comes down the stairs and says "I broke something".
Now, this is an empty house so there is not much to break. She took us upstairs to the bathroom and showed us that she broke the toilet tank cover. She took it off to look inside because she used to do that when she was little.
Now, we owe the new owners a new tank cover or $80. Ouch.
We found out about Ford transmissions before anything about it hit the news.
We borrowed my Step-Dad's van to go on vacation. Dad (ex-husband) had the kids loaded up to go, while I was calling payroll in to work, that last little detail before heading out. Dad was in the house pacing impatiently, thinking it would somehow make my work get done faster.
The oldest son comes flying into the house, "DAD, DAD, THE VAN...." The middle son (age 5) had gotten the van out of park (keys were not in the ignition), which sent it rolling quickly down the driveway (hill, not slight). He somehow got it to roll away from the tall retaining wall rather than into it, collecting one of our full garbage cans, missed the telephone pole directly across the street & it finally came to rest in the middle of the yard of the neighbors across the street.
When the oldest jumped out as soon as the thing started moving, he left the door open. How that open door missed the retaining wall... How the kid jumped out without the door knocking him down for the van to roll over him...
It took over 100 miles for my blood pressure to get back down anywhere near normal.
My hubby always claimed duct tape and closets were invented as baby sitters............then he became a father.
LOL!!!!!!
I think we have broken her of her fixit habit............(at least I hope)
isn't moving fun?????????????
Especially with a little one????????
I gave my sons (10 & 12) the curse a few months ago. I told my 10 YO "I hope you have a son just like you." I then laughingly told my 12 YO " I hope you have a son just like.........HIM!" and pointed at his younger brother. LOL!
Plus......this post is cute!
She naver had a to that lasted more that a day without having all the stickers peeled.
I have four of them running around my living room
I think gasoline and mothballs equals something similar to napalm. Found that out at the tender age of 11. My boys come by it naturally!
My father always had a lot of lab equipment around the house, plus there were these college students who knew how to the blow stuff up, which was always cool, when you're a litte kid.
While my brothers and I loved it, my poor dog at the time, trying to defend her three boys, got to the point where she would try to bite anyone in a Notre Dame sweat shirt
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