When my older brother Danny was about 10 or so , he had one of those black tape recorders we all had in the 80's. We used to record our selves singing or talking ...whatever, anyway one day my mom was in his room cleaning and she hit the play button, thinking she may be entertained with music or something while she worked. Out of no-where she begins to hear in low whispers "sh%t....G&@ Da$mnit.....son of a -----. and this went on and on until he had emptied his dirty word vocabulary. Im pretty sure Danny got a spanking, haha!
I was 14 when my baby brother Rylie was born, in 1987. I helped my mom in everyway, I was always with my 2 little brothers and I loved it! When Rylie was 1 1/2 or 2 we began to potty train him. My mom left some of his favorite books we could read while he uhhmm did his :(:bizznizz.:) When he was successful we would make a big deal of hit, high fives ,compliments on what a "big boy " he was, we even kept a jar of m&m's in the bathroom so we could sweeten the deal....excuse the pun. Anyway we made a big deal when ever he was a "Big Boy".One afternoon I was using the potty training bathroom,when I was done little Rylie came into the bathroom and his cute little face just so happy and proud he began to tell me ...his sister..." Good boy!!!!!!" he was clapping his hands ,and made sure to ask me to grab the m&m's ,Id succeeded! he was so proud of me. It was one of the sweetest things ive ever seen.
I love my brothers!
In 1990 when my baby brother Rylie was 4, we over herd him singing in his room. As we got closer and herd what he was saying we burst into un controlable laughter! My Brother was saying,"Little Miss Muffet, sat on a tuffet, eating her turds away.
It still cracks me up!
While visiting friends recently, my friend's little girl aged 4 came into the lounge and proudly announced that she had washed the dishes. My friend was alarmed because as you know, the sink is quite high for a 4 yr old and she then asked Jenna to go show her. I followed. In the kitchen, Jenna had rigged a little platform out of a cold drink case and a chair. OK, so now we knew how she reached the sink, and my friend asked Jenna to show her exactly how she washed the dishes. Without hesitation, Jenna got on to the platform contraption, then up onto the sink's drainboard and with a great big smile on her face, she put her feet in the sink! She then continued to show us how she washed the dishes and stuff, then turning around and placing the washed stuff behind her in the drying rack, all the while with her feet in the sink as well!
Makes me think (and cringe again) of the time when my little son said out loud in the mall one day: Hey dad, look at that fat lady, she belongs in the circus.