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[Pachimac]

Childhood memory where you should have gotten in trouble for?


It was the early 70's. My Mom had a yellow ceramic Cat - it was a Siamese cat, so it had a really long neck and had orange flowers on it. None of us liked it but her, and she always prominently displayed it right in the way of our running around the corner to go down the hall. I remember countless times when they weren't home and we broke the cat - always at the neck. We had glue at the ready and always put it back together.

We got away with it for a few YEARS until One day she picked it up to dust and it fell into 5 or 6 pieces - all in the glue places we had broken it. She was SOOO Mad - and mad that we didn't tell her also.

it looked like this only the finish wasn't glazed...

 

[Firstoscartgrouch]

I wouldn't be able to narrow it down to one thing I got in trouble for the most. :36_11_20:

 

[Pachimac]

I wouldn't be able to narrow it down to one thing I got in trouble for the most. :36_11_20:

Ha ha ha!!!!! There are a lot for me too - but they always seemed to involve my brother instigating it.

 

[Yvonne55]

Oh yes, I got very much in trouble. One day I was playing in the attic. There was a chest I wasn’t allowed to look into. But I did. There was my mother’s wedding dress. My mother used to sew the most beautiful clothes and I thought I could do that too, so I took a pair of scissors and cut my mother’s dress up to make a dress for myself. You can imagine how mad she was!

 

[Pachimac]

Oh yes, I got very much in trouble. One day I was playing in the attic. There was a chest I wasn’t allowed to look into. But I did. There was my mother’s wedding dress. My mother used to sew the most beautiful clothes and I thought I could do that too, so I took a pair of scissors and cut my mother’s dress up to make a dress for myself. You can imagine how mad she was!

OHHHHHHHHHH. I just gasped reading that!!! Your poor Momma, and you who had NO IDEA what you did!

 

[FormbyGirl]

I have scrapped it already - I wish I could find it, but search does not appear to work that well in the gallery

My brother and I were not allowed to go down to the shore. It was wild, desolate and the sands were treacherous. One day, we were playing down on the shore (we had never been caught) and we found the ruins of an old promenade that was buried in the sand. All that was really left were some old steps. A lady asked us if she could take a picture - we were excited and sat on the steps for her.

Next day, it was front page on the local paper!

We were in so much trouble.

But it was not a wedding dress. I think that may be the most trouble a kid could get into.

 

[Pachimac]

I have scrapped it already - I wish I could find it, but search does not appear to work that well in the gallery

My brother and I were not allowed to go down to the shore. It was wild, desolate and the sands were treacherous. One day, we were playing down on the shore (we had never been caught) and we found the ruins of an old promenade that was buried in the sand. All that was really left were some old steps. A lady asked us if she could take a picture - we were excited and sat on the steps for her.

Next day, it was front page on the local paper!

We were in so much trouble.

But it was not a wedding dress. I think that may be the most trouble a kid could get into.

The archaeologist in me just screamed "YAY~~~~!!!" I'm gonna have to scour your gallery for that picture!!!

 

[Yvonne55]

I have scrapped it already - I wish I could find it, but search does not appear to work that well in the gallery

My brother and I were not allowed to go down to the shore. It was wild, desolate and the sands were treacherous. One day, we were playing down on the shore (we had never been caught) and we found the ruins of an old promenade that was buried in the sand. All that was really left were some old steps. A lady asked us if she could take a picture - we were excited and sat on the steps for her.

Next day, it was front page on the local paper!

We were in so much trouble.

But it was not a wedding dress. I think that may be the most trouble a kid could get into.

Yes you are right Lynnie, I've never seen my mother that mad. But I recognize your story. When I was about six or seven we lived in Amsterdam. I had a girlfriend who lived several blocks away but I wasn't allowed to go to her by myself because I had to cross a very busy street. But of course I went anyway. My girlfriends mother brought me home, she thought it was dangerous too and so my mother found out that I had crossed this street. She was glad I was save home but oh I was in trouble again.