What did I get into trouble the most for? Geez, I don’t know. I didn’t get into a lot of trouble. I remember my dad spanked me for losing one
of my grandpa’s gloves. I know I
probably got grumbled at the most for not weeding the garden. I hated taking care of my sister after she
hit the horrible fours, and I hit the obnoxious teens. I was nine years older.
I don’t remember getting into much trouble. I was always trying to please my parents. I was the “good” girl who always wanted the
house to be peaceful. I hated fighting. I think the thing that drove my mother nuts
the most was how picky I was with eating. I hated onions with a passion, and the parents
loved them with a passion. And really,
there are a lot of foods I still hate. Mushrooms are at the top of the list. In fact,
one time I threw up because my mom was determined to make me eat my dinner,
which shaggy manes were the vegetable that night. I am still a picky eater, much to my husband’s
annoyance.
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