My life as a little girl growing up was kind of bizzare. I have no explanation for my absurd behaviour. Like naming my boogers at the end of my tiny pointer finger. Or peeing on the deck in the back of our house. Let me explain.
We have this beautiful brown wooden deck that my dad built that wraps around part of our house. The deck extends to the garage. For some reason, in the summer, I would play outside all day with my big brother Aaron and I guess I was too lazy to walk in the house and use the toilet. I would go around the corner to the side of our house and pop a squat. I'd do it all the time! One time my dad caught me and he was furious! Sternly he said, "Don't EVER let me catch you doing that again!" Not even a couple days went by and I was doing it again. My dad caught me again and my only explanation was, "You said don't let me catch you!" Sigh.. My dad was careful from then in his choice words of commands.
I rememember another odd habit I caught was not wearing underwear underneath my clothes. What girl doesn't wear her britches? I have no reason that I can remember why I would do that. Just crazy genes I guess..
I loved being little. The summers seem to last forever and all I ever did was play with barbies with my neighbor friend Tressa and play dress up and have tea parties and sing myself to sleep.
To be continued..
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