Carla sent an e-mail out yesterday with pictures of kids getting into all kinds of messes for instance kids who spilled a bucket of paint in somebodies living room. Ginny and I were commenting that we probably wouldn't have thought some of the pictures were very funny if they had happened at our houses. Aunt Betty sent this reply:
"No, none of us would be laughing. Actually one of us rarely laughed at stuff like that. Like the time I was stupid enough to have a bucket of water on the kitchen floor with a mop in it, and left for a minute to attend to whatever crisis in another part of the house, then came back to find one of mine mopping the flooded floor! Or the time Johnny's dog Taurus had a run in with a skunk and when he came to the door, we were unaware, opened the door and in the house he ran! Or the time Stevie had a ball walking through deep mud, but knew he'd better not come inside, so he walked down the hill to Great Grandma's instead. She cleaned him off! Then the teenage years with a bedroom full of clothes tossed onto the floor (not Ginny!!), me ironing her hair, her not setting the parking brake and the car rolling down the hill on the drive, just to mention a few!Or the time Johnny and Richard were fishing with Grandpa's equipment, unknown to Grandpa, and Richard's hook got stuck in Johnny's head!
Oh, speaking of head, mine hurts now. Guess I better go have some coffee. And a cookie! Betty"
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