To Be A Kid Again...

Ok, so this past Sunday was the Super Bowl, and I have to tell you, I got some fun stories out of it. I will start with the following disclaimer...I will no longer discuss my personal life if I don't feel up to it (ex: random family functions or random people I meet around town). I mean, it's nice of people to ask what I'm up to, but sometimes it's just meant to be small talk and not deep conversation, so you don't feel up for it. From now on, if there needs to be conversation, and I don't want it focused on me, I'm asking my relatives what they were like as kids.

So on Sunday, my parents, brother, grandmother and I went to a church breakfast (these are often held in my town). While there, we'd exhausted talk about the super bowl for later in the day and for some reason, I decided to ask my grandmother what she was like as a kid. Oh, wait, I remember why. Because my mom asked ME to tell my grandmother about the "balloon story"...which as far as I can tell must be the only bad thing I ever did as a kid, because she delights in bringing it up. Basically when my little brother was very little, he had a helium balloon, and I thought it would be funny to tell him that he would have had a younger brother, but he had grabbed the helium balloon and floated away. Ethan's eyes got HUGE and all I heard was my mom from the back room yelling "STEPHANIE ANN WEBER!". hee hee..yeah, it was a tad mean. Ethan didn't even remember it, but now he claims he has nightmares about balloons and he hadn't known why. Uh-huh. right.

Ok, so we tell my grandmother and then I ask her if she was ever bad as a kid? She says she can't remember. Luckily for us, her brother Butch saw us and sat down next to us just then. I said "Butch, just in time! Was Grandmommy ever bad as a kid?" He said, "Well, the only thing I can ever remember was the time she flipped that Ford Model T with a car full of girls in it." WHAT?!? Grandma FLIPPED a Model T? Omigosh, that's hysterical!!! My grandmother was like "oh, I'd forgotten about that!" Apparently they had a model T, she was driving friends around, flipped it, and they all ran to their respective homes scared to death! Butch and another brother went back to find the car. HA HA HA HA I can't believe my grandmother flipped a Model T back in the day. That's awesome!

My younger sister Julie once drove my Grandmother's golf cart into our lake (it was fished out and worked fine). She now feels much better about that, as clearly she is not the first in our family to have auto issues!

I also asked my Grandma about stories of my Dad and she mentioned when he and his older siblilngs burned down the barn while trying out cigarettes. Oh wait, Dad says "We didn't burn it down, it just caught on fire." My bad. I still think the Model T story is the best, but honestly, how is telling your little brother that another brother supposedly floated away on a balloon so bad in comparison??

To end this tale of kids gone bad, I'll let you know that once the Super Bowl started that evening, my parents were going crazy when the Bears took the kickoff in for a touchdown. Yelling and screaming like kids. They were pretty much like this for the entire first quarter. Then of course things went downhill for the Bears. Just goes to show you we never really grow up. But SOME of us were better kids than others. And how many people can say their grandma flipped a Model T? I'm going to love that story forever.

PS Congrats to the Colts. And you'll get it next year Bears!