Wayne Stollings wrote:
My mom would tell the story of me asking for "goats milk" to drink when they were having dinner with the minister. They tried to tell me the milk I had was goats milk but I knew better. My mom finally had to explain that my uncles had given me beer and told me I was drinking goats milk. I was all of 2 at the time and she was mortified... but not the last time I did that to her from what I am told.
Kids are supposed to embarass their folks. Or so I've been told.. lord knows that <<I>> would never do that.
Gotta love people who give kids booze.
My dad's buddies used to give us girls sips of their drinks. I think we had our first hangovers before we turned two.
My favorite pass time is to embarrass my children. I used to love when our boys would walk through the mall with us but try to walk far enough away from us to look like we were not together. When some of their friends we knew would approach them I would quickly turn around and say "Strange child, whom I have never seen before in my life, would you like for me to buy you food and drink at the food court or some clothes a this store?" They would look like they wanted to crawl into a crack at times ... but it was so much fun.
Of course I get to pay for the therapy now too ....