TMI Tuesday!

BMaidPlanner · May 2014

This week:

A story about you as a kid that your family always tells about you. (whether you want to hear it again or not!)

OR

Something wild you've done in your past that you're still pretty proud of.

Enjoy!

jenn72178 · May 2014

Ok, ok I'll bite. Once DTD with an ex in the middle of a movie theater. We were literally the only ones in the whole theater...how often does that happen? After some liquid courage at dinner I just couldn't resist.

adreamcometrue2011 · May 2014

I always hear the one where my older brother set the dog house on fire, while I was inside playing house, Just to save me and be my hero. My mom tells us this story everytime we fight or argue. Lol

lest12 · May 2014

Oohhh...

Well, the first one isn't TMI really but there a re many pictures of me naked as a baby, like until I was a year and a half. It is as if my parents didn't believe in clothes.

The worst part is that they all seem to (unintentionally, i hope!) have a super inappropriate tone. Like, the ones in the bathtub covered in bubbles is cute, so is me in nothing but my mom's bra and high heels. But then there is naked Lestie laying sprawled across a rock on a river. Or naked Lestie with a long, skinny balloon up to my face. That kind of thing.

As far as wild that I'm still proud of... eek that's tough. I was on MTV's Spring Break in Cancun my Freshman year of college. I made out with the MTV exec that night.

There's plenty more wild from my 20's but I am definitely not proud about it. I'm lucky I survived half of it.

steprozz · May 2014

my family loves to remind me that I went through this phase from about age 4 to like 7 or 8 where all I wanted to eat was butter. out of the tub, bite the stick, just straight butter. apparently it's still hilarious to them.

as far as the other question. lots and lots of wild, nothing I am proud of. lucky I'm not dead from it.

PressLove · May 2014

My mom loves to tell the story of when she was pregnant with my sister and trying to rest. I was two and wanted her to come watch tv. After trying to no avail to get her out of the bed, I smacked her on the cheek and took off running. I slid down the stairs on my bottom. When I got to the first floor, I looked up at her and laughed. I got away with is because she didn't have the energy to chase me down the stairs.

After typing this out, there are all sorts of things wrong with this story.

erind228 · May 2014

My parents always tell me about my first "teaching" experience in kindergarten. My mom and I found two monarch butterfly catipillars. I have always been into nature and knew all about metamorphosis. I took one into school and taught the class( with the help of my teacher) about metamorphosis. We did little activities and built a habitat and watched as it changed into a butterfly. I guess I was destined for my job. I also hear about the time I was running with a stick in my mouth and punctured the back of my throat when I fell. I think I was like 2. Why my parents were letting me do that, I have no idea.

shellbell813 · May 2014

When I was about 5 or 6, my dad built my brother and me this really cool fort in our backyard. It included a zip line from the top to a tree about 10 feet away. When we first were testing it out, I got to go and didn't realize I guess that I needed to put my feet out to stop myself from hitting the tree at theend, so I went smack headfirst iinto the tree, giving myself a huge goose egg on my forehead. My parents then added this thick yellow foam around the tree so it wouldn't happen again, but really it just served as a conversation starter for all our friends about stupid shelley and why the tree had to have extra protection.

britleann26 · May 2014

At age 3 a car rolled over my leg (twice) when I was outside playing. I was in a full leg cast and had to use the restroom but the place we were at didn't have a training potty. I lost my grip on the toilet seat and wedge myself in the toilet. And when I say wedged, my butt was at the bottom and because of the cast I couldn't get out. My mom use to tell this story to everyone.

allrightmeow · May 2014

I used to put my youngest baby sister in the dresser draw and open and close it. It made her laugh like crazy.

Id also go by her crib and bump it with my body so she'd wake up cause I wanted to play with her. She was my own personal baby doll.

steprozz · May 2014

@lizardbreath14‌ I totally did snot paintings too! completely forgot about that until you said it. I wonder what the fascination kids have with boogers is

katekat8721 · May 2014

stephross88 said:

@lizardbreath14‌ I totally did snot paintings too! completely forgot about that until you said it. I wonder what the fascination kids have with boogers is

lol I did too, wtf is with that?!

My childhood story is embarrassing and gross. I was about 5. My dad was really into Milk Dud candies and was a horrible sharer. So imagine my surprise when I was taking a shower with my younger sister and all of a sudden these Milk Duds just... appeared! I picked one up and was about to put it in my mouth when my mom started freaking out and saying "No! That's poo! Your sister just had an accident!" Ugh, gross lol. In my defense, they looked like Milk Duds :-&

FAWKES81 · May 2014

I can think of absolutely NOTHING that I have done "wild" in my past. I don't regret this.

So, a childhood story it is. I have two. The first is when I was around two/three I pushed my cousin who is younger than me by only 4 months into the cactus bed at the end of the porch at my Grandma's. Why? No idea. This is one of my earliest memories and I remember laughing at him crying and how far down the drop seemed. This cousin is now over 6 ft (to my 5) and a big ol' country boy. No way would I push him around now!

The second comes from an Easter Egg Hunt at my best friends house growing up. All the kids were put in a back bedroom while the eggs were hidden. When we were told it was time we all went barreling down the hall and around the corner to go out the sliding doors. The kid in front of me shut the screen (probably out of habit since it was his house) and I ran face first into the screen with my nose pushed up and then bounced off of it. All of this was caught on home video. Now when I see this friend and her kids she reminds them who I am by saying, she's the one who ran into the screen door which makes her kids giggle and know exactly who I am.

ElTrain5 · May 2014

When I was a toddler I apparently got into my mother's stash of big ole kotex pads and decided that it would be hilarious to take all of them out of the box and stick them to the back of the bathroom door using the adhesive on the back. Apparently my mother's friend was the first one to use the bathroom after that and was able to alert her. I think it showed a solid amount of creativity.

kbellizio3 · May 2014

When I was around 2-3 years old we were at my Grandma's house for Christmas. She apparently used to make eggnog with bourbon and regular plain eggnog. Well I LOVE eggnog, and apparently always have. My mom would have the regular eggnog, and she tried to share it with me. Apparently I must've thought that because mommy was sharing that daddy would share too, but my dad had the one with the bourbon in it, so he tried to just keep me drinking the one my mom had. Apparently my Grandma said something along the lines of "just give her a sip, she'll realize she won't like it and not ask for more" when I kept begging for my dad's. Well my dad gave me a sip, and apparently I would not leave him alone for the rest of the night, and wouldn't go back to drinking the regular eggnog. My Grandma apparently also thought that giving me a couple more sips of the bourbon eggnog wasn't a big deal and that I'd get tired of it. There is a picture of me with an eggnog mustache and my dad holding the cup that he had.

When I found out about this story I laughed, because I cannot stand the taste of bourbon, but apparently my 2 year old self did.

An story about me is that I would refuse to wear pants once I got old enough to take them off. It could be snowing outside, and I would refuse to wear pants inside. If we were in the car, I apparently figured out how to get my pants off while in my car seat. My mom said I would come home from school and just take my pants off and run around in my underwear and shirt. It got to the point where she told me that I couldn't do that anymore. I still refuse to wear pants if I don't have to. DH doesn't get it.

Hairstylist16 · May 2014

My mom loves to tell the story about when I was a baby and suppose to be napping in my crib but took my dirty diaper off and smeared poop all over the place.

JulieSmiles · May 2014

When I was a baby, maybe a year-18 months old, I sat in one of my mom's cooking pots and my butt got stuck. My family loves to pull out that picture. I'm screaming my head off, stuck in a pot, and my family takes pictures!

The other story my grandmother still loves to tell is the time I stayed the night with her. She had to wash my clothes for some reason, so she gave me an oversized shirt to put on. Well, I didn't have any underwear on, so I turned to her and said, "Grandma, I think you forgot something!" I love how excited my Grandma gets to this day when she tells this story.

vv826 · May 2014

Well apparently when I was 3 or 4 we had a white cat who's "jewels" were pink. Well I guess I used to go around holding the cat showing my mom and anybody around that they were pink and they matched his punk nose! My sister loves to tell this story!

Another story is when my cousin and I where little we could not stand the sight of each other. As soon as we caught a glimpse of each other we the scratching and biting would begin, I even ended up having a few rocks thrown at my head and passed out from the hit and I have scars from it. Now I know what's wrong with me lol!

puttyeast · May 2014

My childhood story comes from when I was about 3 years old. My brother and dad were play wrestling on the floor and I apparently wanted to join in. I jumped towards them but my dad didn't see me, so he accidentally elbowed me into the wall. This caused me to dislocate my shoulder, so we had to go to the ER. When we arrive, they ask what happened and my answer was, "Daddy did it." Of course, we were immediately all separated and everyone had to be interviewed to make sure I wasn't being abused. Whoops.

CJnKR2014 · May 2014

When I was little, like 3 or 4, apparently I was obsessed with food. There is actually a video of a baseball game my whole family was playing, and I was in a stroller on the side yelling "Want! Eat! Want! Eat!" over and over.

elle_tee19 · May 2014

My parents love to tell the story that one time when I was about 2-3, my parents were going out and asked my cousin to babysit me. My parents came home pretty late at night (I was already asleep) and my cousin was sleeping over. We were both sleeping on the fold out couch in the living room. Early in the morning, around 6, my cousin's friends came to pick her up for a summer camp and I woke up to her leaving and thinking that I was home alone, because I didn't know my parents were asleep upstairs.

So I followed my cousin out the front door, but she had already left, and when I turned around to go back inside, the door was locked.. (I guess it was an automatic locking door??) Anyway, I couldn't get back inside and we lived off of a fairly busy street, right across from a Mobile gas station. So my two year old self thought it was a good idea to run across the street to the gas station. Did I mention it was storming outside? When I get to the gas station, the man working there calls the police. Luckily, my parents taught me to memorize my phone number so when the police came, I told them my name and phone number. The sad part is that I said my Rs like Ws, and when I told them my first, middle, and last name, it sounded like I was saying "Carmella". So the police called my parents and asked if they had a daughter named Carmella, and they were like "....no...??" So anyway, it took a few minutes for them to realize that I wasn't downstairs sleeping, and they came over to get me.

I also think its funny that since I said my Rs like Ws, all of my friends, teachers, neighbors, and friends' parents thought my mom's name was Wanda. Its Rhonda.

tbmadeamistake · May 2014

When I was nine months old, my mom had me sitting on her lap while she had a cocktail with my granny one afternoon. The glass was full to the brim of gin and tonic...and she turned to look out the window, looked back, and I was just putting the glass down, empty! Apparently I really enjoyed it, took a bit of a long nap, and was none the worse for wear!

My other TMI would be that I once had sex in a car in a church parking lot...lets just say that the car was so small I ended up a bit bruised from the window roller thingy, and then had to come up with a way to explain to my parents the next day when I had such a nasty bruise on my leg when we all went to the beach together. Oops!

hubbs173 · May 2014

When I was little I used to take a stash of milkbone dog treats into my room and eat them! My dog would just sit there and watch me eat his treats! I did share with him sometimes! Lol

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