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Now that I'm a parent I know we were lil monsters. My Gpa would try scaring us into behaving by having us pick a switch, slapping it on the table a few times, and warning if we weren't good he'd use it (he never used more than one slap on the hind end with open hand though). Then less than a week later we'd be up a tree, on a roof (usually with a blanket tied like a cap for jumping off or a sled for the drifts), or down the woods below/in the tree stand playing "remember the Alamo". Trying to get the dogs to pull us on something, wrestling (someone usually ended up with a bloody nose) or putting the male rabbit in with the girls ("But he looked lonely") were the top "earth based" activities... I'm surprised we didn't give them heart attacks
What's worse is I
KNOW when Gavin has siblings they'll be the same way and I
STILL want more kids....