Poor Eric

Alrighty, I got a good one. And to keep true to the story, i will try to tell it word for word just like mom does. "Eric always took longer in the bathroom then you girls. He took FOREVER to get ready. In fact, I remember his first day of junior high. He took a really long time getting ready and had picked out his outfit a week earlier. After he was finally ready, he walked off to the bus stop. On his way to the bus stop, Eric was walking past a huge puddle right when a car sped by and splashed him. He was so upset. I've never seen him so upset. He came home and cleaned up and picked out another one of his new school outfits, and then I drove him to school. He was really nervous about his first day of school."
I don't know why I enjoy that story so much...I laughed when mom told me and she got mad at me for laughing at you. But I'm still laughing on the inside.

"yes" "no"

When I (Jenny) was little I made up this game called "Yes, No". I would say to Sarah, "You say yes and I'll say no". We would proceed to argue back and forth. The funniest part is that a lot of the time we would actually start to really fight arguing back and forth "YES!" "NO!"

If you plant them they will grow!

I can't remember how old I was but I was probably two or three. One day Dad, Mom, Eric, Sarah, and I (Jenny) were outside working in the garden and playing. I kept getting in dad's way and he was getting frustrated so he threatened that if I didn't stay out of his way he would plant me in the garden! Well, it came time to be done and go inside. I was so upset with dad and mom kept trying to figure out what was wrong but everytime I tried to tell her she didn't understand what I was saying. She would say, "tell me one more time I promise to listen very carefully this time', but she didn't understand me. So I was getting even more mad because I had to keep repeating myself and they were getting more frustrated because they had no idea what was wrong. Finally, mom figured out that I was upset because dad had told me he was going to plant me in the garden and he never did! So, we all went back outside and dad planted all of us in the garden. Of course, I refused to get out until they had watered me and convinced me that I had, in fact, grown!

Stories by Mom!

I have decided to start this blog in honor of my mother. She tells some of the best stories about our family growing up that I thought it would be a shame not to share them. This blog will have contributions from the entire family. I hope that you enjoy them as much as we enjoyed creating them.