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golfwidow - 2003-03-15 11:42:37
Congratulations on having busted stones.
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Amy - 2003-03-15 11:49:02
.... I don't think I want any children. Especially boys. What a headache it would have been to be your mother!
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Jennifer - 2003-03-15 11:50:10
JESUS CHRIST! And I thought I was bad... I ain't never been hit in the head with a freaking HAMMER!
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Tink - 2003-03-15 11:59:23
I have a brother like you in my family. He is entirely responsible for my mother having grey hairs before she turned 40. What part of Vermont are you from?
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cosmicrayola - 2003-03-15 12:26:56
Just remember all of these stories when DaBoy gets a little older. You may want to hide this entry so he doesn't get any ideas. Only one question remains. How did you manage to live through puberty????? I'm surprised you lived to see your 12th birthday!
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DaSauce - 2003-03-15 13:33:25
Replying to my own frigging comments here... I got worse through puberty, and early adulthood. Now I am a staid, Gonzo Parent. Calm even for a Sauce Boy. But, dunno. Immortal as a child. And yes, part of this diary thing is so the little guy can read this stuff in about 15 years.
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mangoprawns - 2003-03-15 16:15:18
WOW! that was so MUCH FUN!!! when i get reincarnated, it will be in vermont.
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cynthea - 2003-03-15 20:30:47
I was dragged by a runaway horse when I was six. Concussion from hitting the ground head first, mangled left thumb (that STILL doesn't bend right) from being caught up in the reins. That's the best I've got.
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rok - 2003-03-24 18:36:21
You know, even with all the stupid shite (tm) I did as a child, I never was mangled or maimed or broken in quite the same way. I remember crawling under the legs of our horse Gypsy, who was a grey old mare and quite patient with rambling three year olds. Scraped knees and hands and elbows and forheads, shure - you land face first in a blackberry bush and you're bound to get a little scuffed. But mangled? Naw, I saved that for my sister (when she broke her wrist roller skating, her screams were quite interesting...)
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