Comments on: The “never live them downs”

By: Steph the WonderWorrier

Steph the WonderWorrier — Fri, 15 Jan 2010 04:12:20 +0000

I always have to hear about the stuff I did when I was too young to even remember doing it! I was quite the bossy little girl, and I’d often make my family role play that I was coming to dinner as “the neighbour down the street” — I hear about this one a lot, and I have no memory of it.

Also, when I was only 18 months old, I threw a tantrum (par for the course for me apparently), and I ripped a rear-view mirror off of a rental car we had while on vacation in Florida. I was in the car with my uncle at the time in a mall parking lot, my fit was because my mom, aunt and cousin had run into the mall without me — my uncle said he could ‘handle it’, but when my mom returned I was bawling, holding the mirror in one hand, while my uncle was KILLING HIMSELF LAUGHING. Yeah, don’t remember this and was a TODDLER but get flammed for it a lot.

By: Jen

Jen — Thu, 14 Jan 2010 04:02:41 +0000

ha. YES. Nobody in our family can screw up, EVER. The teasing is how we show our affection!

By: Kristabella

Kristabella — Tue, 12 Jan 2010 20:33:22 +0000

OMG YES!

There is the fact that I would apparently always spill my beverage at whatever restaurant we would go to and then proceed to cry. I WAS LIKE FIVE! My Grandma still talks about that.

Or when I was rebelling against my stepmom and got mad that she wrapped our Xmas presents all in ONE box, therefore I didn’t have as many presents as everyone else.

There are so many more….

By: K

Tue, 12 Jan 2010 14:08:47 +0000

I have a few of these.

LIke the time I threw a tantrum on a family vacation because I was thirsty and my parents wouldn’t stop anywhere so I could get a drink.

Now, if I even mention I’m thirsty, I get: “Careful, Katie cries when she’s thirsty.”

By: Shelly

Shelly — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 21:42:57 +0000

Ah yes, everyone has those. And I ran out gas less than 4 blocks from home. But I was in front of the house of the friendly neighborhood mechanic, who came out of his garage with a gas can, filled up my car enough to get to the gas station, and sent me on my way. That was in high school and he’s still my mechanic, even though it’s a 45 minute drive to his house.

By: Christina

Christina — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 19:25:58 +0000

When I was about 18 months old, I stepped in a can of paint (apparently on purpose according to my father)). It is still brought up on most major holidays.

The one I bring up is the time my brother got his head stuck between two railings on the NY Circle liner! Cause that was funny and it is leverage.

By: Jess

Jess — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 19:06:51 +0000

I agree with Jenny. My mom still tells the story about how when I was four I got mad and tore up this book my preschool teacher had made with art and photos and stories and stuff that I had done from throughout the year. Of course she’s still bitter about it so when she tells the story it can actually create some tension.

By: Jenny

Jenny — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 17:05:45 +0000

it’s only because you’re highly competent that these things are funny – to a below-average performer it would just be mean.

At least that’s what I tell myself when the stories come out

By: samantha jo campen

samantha jo campen — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 17:02:00 +0000

Like the time I puked and ruined two oriental rugs?

The time I spilled Elmer’s Glue on my bedroom rug and it just won’t come out? Even to this very day? And it HURTS it’s so sharp and hard? Even THEO pointed it out a few weeks ago which gave my mom such joy.

The time I burned popcorn in our first apartment and it started on fire? The microwave, I mean?

Yeah, I have a few.

By: Anne

Anne — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 15:58:26 +0000

Oh, I have MANY “never-live-em-down”s. Like the time I rear-ended a police car (fun!), or the time I sprained my ankle playing mini golf, or how goofy I looked as a kid when I ran (now I just don’t run), or that one time I de-pantsed my dad in a room full of relatives. Ah, memories.