Being in an extremely pensive mood today I began thinking about all the odd things I told and did to my three children.


List 5 odd things you have done or said to your children


1) I convinced them that I roped the moon with an invisible rope and tied it to the back of the station wagon so that it would always follow us.

2) I used masking tape to tape the two older ones together one time when they were arguing ( this was hilarious and it made them work together to get out of the tape so was the end of the argument)

3) I had them convinced at one time that I picked them up off the side of the road when they were just an egg.

4) I lined all three children up in height order and went down the line bopping them on the head as I went down the line (this was fun and used often when they argued)

5) I charged them money to listen to tattles. (was funny to watch them come in and say mommy guess what brother did ooooppppsss hang on let me get you a penny.) they were always told that dangerous actions were free.

OMG! I'm going to look bad here. :D

My brothers have still not forgiven me for training them to eat the nub end of the pickles.

I hated the vine end of the dill pickles, so I set to work to appear to covet them in the worst way. Soon I had no worries about ever having any slice that had the vine end, as my brothers gobbled them up for the valuable treats they are, apparently.

I confessed to this after thirty years or so, at a Christmas meal a few years ago, after they jumped for the knob slices of pickles. I was pounded royally by both of them, but I couldn't stop laughing! I think that night changed forever how they view me. The grand kids all wondered if it was serious or joking. I must admit I was having my doubts as the punches rained down on my body heaving with laughter.

I think I came by this manipulative manner honestly from my Mum. Until I was in my twenties it never occurred to me that I wouldn't rust if I didn't dry myself properly after bathing or swimming.

What a maroon! ehhe Fun thread!
Cheers! Ian.

I 'm sure I said/ done somthing...let me think for awhile on this one....

Can I post for my dad?

When I was little, he told me that it was perfectly okay to eat dog biscuits--they keep dogs' teeth clean, they'll keep ours clean. So for awhile I would trot out that bit of information at slumber parties and other gatherings, proudly chomping away on Milk-Bone dog biscuits, preaching the gospel of cleaner teeth as told by my dad. My friends were always impressed by my confident munch of any biscuit brought to me.

I mentioned to Dad one day that no one else had ever heard of this, and that I was spreading the word. "Awww, fer chrissake's, I was joking!"

I never ate dog biscuits again, but also kinda forgot to tell my friends this updated info. Can't imagine a lot of them were popping a lot of dog biscuits anyway.

Mean dad! Stupid kid!

I mentioned to Dad one day that no one else had ever heard of this, and that I was spreading the word. "Awww, fer chrissake's, I was joking!"

I never ate dog biscuits again, but also kinda forgot to tell my friends this updated info. Can't imagine a lot of them were popping a lot of dog biscuits anyway.

Mean dad! Stupid kid!
your dad sounds like my dad!!! they think they're soooo funny--don't they?


Your friends are prob'ly telling ppl they know now about the kid they knew when they were little that ate dog biscuits!!!:D

just teasing---you weren't stupid---just a kid!!!;)

Ya know, I am sure that I have tons of stories in this area. I just cant remember any....must be the ADD memory retrieval disfunction.

The dog biscuit one really cracked me up.

I do remember my girlfriends daughter, (19) was told that her car needed blinker fluid, so she took it to the station to have it filled. Boy was she angry when she got back home with the information of its non-existence.

I am rolling on the floor laughing. I love these stories.

Your friends are prob'ly telling ppl they know now about the kid they knew when they were little that ate dog biscuits!!!:D

Hmmm...never thought of it that way...perhaps I'm famous and don't even know it! Or, maybe some of my not-so-bright friends passed the biscuit gospel down to their offspring. Oooh, there could be legions of kids happily munching away on dog biscuits out there!

Man, that karma's going to come and bite me in the *ss, I'm sure.

:D

I cant think of anything off the top of my head,but my friend did tell me a story I thought was rather funny about her husband.Seems he has convinced her 8 year old daughter that the cameras in the street can hear her,so that when she walks past she whispers just in case.My dad also told my daughter when she was about 5 that he was 105 and she believed him. :D