So remember that time…

When they wouldn’t let a certain brother use the bathroom at McDonalds when we were in Boston and mom made us stand around him on the commons and he peed right there in the middle of the park in broad daylight?  True Story.

When the neighbors peacocks escaped and peacocks invaded the neighborhood and we were finding peacock feathers for weeks in the back yard?  True Story.

THE GREEN HAND!  Need I say more?  True Story.

Two words.  Chain baseball.  True Story.

When they told us some dude died in the house and was buried in the crawl space?  (Okay, well the buried wasn’t true, but someone totally died there!) True Story.

When there was a family living up the street that all had cat eyes.  True story.

When we had a pig named Wilbur.  And one day Wilbur left and we suddenly had a freezer full of meat, but nobody cared because Dad let us turn Wilbur’s pin into our own battle ship?  True Story.

When Dad used to find turtles in the backyard all the time and one day he put it on the computer next to a certain brother and the brother didn’t notice, until he did and jumped sky high?  True story.

Cedar Post ice cream cone runs.  True Story.

When we woke up one Saturday morning to watch cartoons and the whole living room wall was gone.  Just gone, but we didn’t care cause Dad wasn’t up and that meant Saturday morning cartoons!  True Story.

The Wood Box = the reason why there should be stronger child labor laws.  True Story.

When a certain brother almost burned the house down making the fire so hot.  And when the ‘rents got home and freaked he said, “Well you said to keep the fire going.”  True Story.

When Mom would make us take naps but we would sneak out and hide behind the couch to watch General Hospital?  True Story.

When we got air conditioning (a small wall unit) and thought we were living it up.  True story.

When there were so many dishes that they wrapped around the whole kitchen and took us 3 hours to finish?  True story.

Two words boys.  TENT CITY!  True Story.

Remember when we got a little sister on Thanksgiving and there was only one restaurant open in town so we got KFC.  Which was freaking awesome cause we never got KFC EVER!  Its too expensive.  True Story.

We would stay up all night long listening to Mom read the next Trixie Beldon Book.  And she would get so hoarse she couldn’t talk the next day but we would keep begging and she would just keep reading.  True Story.

When Dad and a certain brother snuck over the ropes at the Air force Museum in Dayton and climbed up into the cockpit of a plane?  True Story.

When a certain brother wanted to make no bake cookies but didn’t want to get in trouble so he hid them in his closet and when Mom found them she was like… Why are there cookies in your closet… still on a cookie sheet… And we were like… I don’t know…  True story.

We got to share a coke every Friday.  But just the one.  And no straws, we were too poor for straws.  True Story.

 

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