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Re: adnohr
Thank you so very much. Parents in that day didn't have time for snuggly much but they came through with shinning colors when the chips were down. Thanks for reading.
posted by
Justi
on March 13, 2012 at 11:07 PM
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Thank you lovelyladymonk, it is fun to relive those times for me. They may have been scary then, but as you say we can laugh now. Thanks for the read.
posted by
Justi
on March 13, 2012 at 11:06 PM
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I loved every minute of reading this story, Justi. There nothing like a trip down memory lane, and it was so well done - we saw that you were as daring a child as you are an adult
, and felt the love of your mom and dad shining through the whole event. Great post!
posted by
adnohr
on March 13, 2012 at 4:44 PM
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Funny, the childhood traumas we remember as adults Justi. When I was six years old, I went grocery shopping with Mum and got stuck in the cart! She jokingly threatened that she'd have to leave me there if she couldn't get me out soon, and I started to cry.
A very kind gentleman helped Mum free me from that horrible cart, thank goodness! Looking back at it now, I laugh.
Glad you haven't climbed into any more chairs!...
Thank you for visiting me yesterday. Blessings and Shalom to you, dear lady.
posted by
lovelyladymonk
on March 13, 2012 at 11:30 AM
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That was a whole lot of excitement there...I did some exciting things as a kid as well.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on March 13, 2012 at 10:21 AM
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Kabu
These do come from actual memory and I am just there wanting very much to be involved. Soon enough I want not to be involved. LOL Thank you so much for reading my work. I love you guys.
posted by
Justi
on March 12, 2012 at 7:06 PM
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Wiley John
Take one bored child and any appratus and you have a probable disaster on your hands. LOL Thanks for the read. 
posted by
Justi
on March 12, 2012 at 7:04 PM
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OUch i felt every bump as i read this story. The build up of playing
with the chair until you were stuck was so well written. i could just see that bored little girl, yes i can see where the treouble started from. And what loving parents, work and washing instantly forgotten when their baby is in trouble.
posted by
Kabu
on March 12, 2012 at 5:18 PM
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Justi
That was a most interesting story and I hurt for you as I read it.What kids can get into is amazing luv.
posted by
WileyJohn
on March 12, 2012 at 2:57 PM
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Sam444
You know how that is. You had children. You will wade rivers to get them out.
posted by
Justi
on March 12, 2012 at 8:38 AM
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The most refreshing part of the story is the love for mother and child and how its soothing comfort can last a lifetime. sam
posted by
sam444
on March 12, 2012 at 7:24 AM
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UtahJay
Thanks for the read. We get into them don't we.
posted by
Justi
on March 12, 2012 at 12:14 AM
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CCT
I remember the part told here clearly; however, I don't remember one single event around it, before or after. Thanks for reading.
posted by
Justi
on March 12, 2012 at 12:03 AM
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A friend of mine once got his head stuck in the railings at a fast food place, the fire department had to come and get him lose. Your story reminded me of situations I got into as a kid and I truly enjoyed the read.
posted by
UtahJay
on March 12, 2012 at 12:02 AM
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Well it makes a lovely story now Justi. Didn't get much washing done that day, unless you're mummy did it at night.
posted by
C_C_T
on March 11, 2012 at 11:53 PM
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TAPS
Despite the many differences we also had a lot of sameness in our childhood didn't we?Thank you for reading.
posted by
Justi
on March 11, 2012 at 8:58 PM
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Nautikos
I am so glad you are enjoying these.
posted by
Justi
on March 11, 2012 at 8:57 PM
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I can just see that. I have a memory of my mama doing the ironing and me being bored. I lined up the kitchen chairs with a bit of space between each one and began hopping from one to the other. Then I extended the bit of space between each one and did it again. Only one moved a bit when I jumped and I ended up on the floor between with a broken arm. Next thing I knew I was riding around in a hospital in a big wheel chair with a big white cast on my arm.
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TAPS.
on March 11, 2012 at 8:29 PM
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Justi
LOL! I can see that you were scared and thought you were in great danger at the time, but I couldn't help chuckling all the way through...
posted by
Nautikos
on March 11, 2012 at 8:23 PM
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