Skeptics, Sinners, and Cynics August 3, 2015Posted by nrhatch in Humor, People.
My siblings and I are close together in age. At one point, my parents had four kids under the age of five to supervise.
Which made for challenging mealtimes.
Last week, I listened to a tape of us eating dinner in the early 60’s. Dad recorded it to send to his parents in Vermont.
What a hoot!
My sister’s chicken . . . “It’s too Hot!”
Her asparagus . . . “It’s too Big!”
I ate everything on my plate . . . except for the meat.
Jim ate all his meat . . . but left his veggies.
Someone gave Muffin a chicken bone.
Oops . . . my bad!
I don’t know how mom and dad put up with us night after night.
The funniest thing was when dad asked 5-year-old Doug to describe how he got in trouble on the first 2 days of kindergarten.
He didn’t want his confession to end up in the wrong hands.
Aah . . . that’s better!