Posted on 11/22/2011 11:38:39 AM PST by NavyCanDo
That right there is funnier than anything on that video.
I'll say no more because I was not only not amused, I was disgusted by the performance.
I’d be careful with the vac. If it has a brush type motor there could be a dust explosion.
Looks fake, too even and some looks like it was dumped from too high for kids.
Looks like they had a lot of fun. Terrific thing for mom to have to confront when she’s sick. And the awful thing is, it can’t be vacuumed up—the flour will instantly clog the vacuum filter. What a mess! Sell those kids to the gypsies.
HAHAHA: My 3 yr. old, plastered my kitchen cabinets with CRISCO. Finger painting is fun.
My brother (when he was three) cleaned the old yellowed keys on our piano with ajax and water so when you depressed the key, you got no sound and the key wouldn’t come back up.
He also tried to take a chair down to the basement (he was somewhat older at the time) and since he couldn’t get it through the door, he cut about an inch off each of the legs.
He’s a minister today. They just have to keep him away from the candles.
On another day, my good friend Matt and myself, decided to make a T-pee tent out of an old wool army blanket, inside their garage, right next to the tank of gasoline and terpentine. As the smoke billowed from our T-Pee we were finally forced to evacuate the building, though at the time we thought it great fun,...until his dad and my Dad came home. We got in trouble with our partents.
I decided I liked fire. I was well on my way to becoming a pyromaniac, even to the point of being threatened by my Dad. So, my last fire, just behind the cedar plantar box of our neighbors me and my other good friend, Jeffrey,....we started our last fire. It was about 4:00 p.m. in the afternoon...just a few minutes before my Dad got home. But not to worry. He could not see us behind the plantar box...so I thought. And I was right. But he could see the billowing smoke arising from behind the plantar box. Now all he had to do was examine the probability that I was the instigator. He came, straight as an arrow to me and...well I got in trouble with my parents....but he did impress upon me the need that I not play with fire anymore...and I didn't until I got married....and my wife and I were 1/2 way through building our home on our farm. So I picked up a lot of small pieces of lumber and paper from the yard and made a very large pile...that February....in a 35 knot wind....in a drought......with only a very small 1/2 inch, 25 foot garden hose....As the fire expanded to the pasture and toward the house, I told my 3 daughters...."Don't tell your mother about this"....whereupon the three of them ran to their mother to tell them what their Dad was doing, and in fact, had done. She came out....and was actually able to see me through the flames....well...alls well that ends well.....but......I got in trouble with my wife. I am not allowed to play with matches to this day.....I am 60 years old.
Fake or not, my wife and I have really enjoyed it. With 10 kids, the oldest being boys 18 months apart, this is all to familiar to us. Although they never did that, some of the kids did get into the flour once, but I think it was a couple of the girls.
I love it put up more like it will you.
You almost burnt down your new house? Man, if your wife is anything like mine, you are lucky to be alive.
You are correct,...and I have the scars to prove it. I am really not a bad person. When I was a little boy I was not bad...I was busy....sort of a Dennis-the-menace....only nicer...yes-maam...no sir....but I had things to do and places to go. I still do...
Your brother has some good subject matter for his sermons.Very funny.
Aaah,the patience of parents.
He’s paying for it now. I just talked to him and he’s rehearsing a bunch of middle school kids for the youth group’s Christmas play. He says they’re hell to work with.
Middle school is the worst,but,like all stages,it passes.
Everytime they act up he should remind himself of his piano and chair “research”. :-)
My vaseline cleaner daughter did very well and has 3 children—middle and high school. Tempus fugit.
My kids got into the bin where I stored baby needs. They took a large container of baby power an dumped it into the cold air return. For days everytime the furnace came on an blew warm air, powder would blow out throughout every room. And, they also got into the baby cream and decided to wash each other's hair with it. That was not a good day to say the least. Now I laugh, but then it wasn't funny. Kids are such a joy, LOL
My brother is lucky too. The only thing his daughter did that was questionable was cut half her hair off her head when she was four. No destroying property though.
I understand, I have sons like that.
At this time of quiet candor I council that you keep your firm hand on the nap of their neck, knowing all the while that they are good boys. They will love you all the more in their adulthood.
I showed your note to the three oldest boys. They got a chuckle out of it.
We raise all of our kids by the word of God in Proverbs. All, but the baby, have been spanked, none has ever been beaten.
Jake. I would bet those kids of yours are crazy about you and your wife. The will be great kids and adults.
Thank you, and may the Lord Jesus bless you.
Have a great turkey day.
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