When I was growing up, there was quite awhile where all I wanted to wear was brown clothing... When I got older, there was quite awhile when all I wanted to wear was purple clothing....
When I was in grade school, I walked to school each day. In the winter time, my Mom made me wear this really ugly (truly) hat! I would wear it until I was around the corner and she could no longer see me and then that sucker came off my head! It didn't get put back on until I got to the top of my street. Then when I got home, she saw it was on me. I'm not sure she ever figured out that I didn't wear it the whole time. But Moms are smart, so she probably did....
I hated peas... I used to try to hide them in my mashed potatoes. But my Mom (see above) figured it out and made me eat the pea-laden potatoes. I still to this day hate peas. I also hated beets... She would make us eat one big one whenever she had them. I would put the whole thing in my mouth, take a big gulp of milk, and swallow the whole thing. It is a wonder I made it through my childhood without choking on a beet. I still, to this day, hate beets...
I didn't like to mix my food. So I ate each thing separately until it was gone - first the potatoes, then the vegetable, then the meat. I cried every time my Mom said - you know, they get mixed up in your stomach.... I do mix my food now....
We used to ride bikes all over the place - things were safer back then - we could go into the woods and wander around - leaving our bikes while we walked along the creek. And then finding them there when we came back. I once was riding down a hill and hit a hole and went flying over the handle bars and landed on my chin....
I used to play Nancy Drew with my girlhood friend. We took turns playing Nancy. Her sister wanted to play with us, but we didn't want her to (we were mean). So we told her she could be the monster that would knock at the window while we were in the garage plotting out our next mystery....
This same girlhood friend and I would go to the library every week all through the summer and get stacks of books. And then come back and sit out in the yard and read them.... I miss those days....
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Are those days the best. I remember so many things from my childhood that I wish my kids could experience! And I eat like you - I don't like mixing my food. My DH asked me why because it was all mixed up after I ate it! I guess he's right!
LOL, I'm the same! Don't like to mix my food, hate peas, etc. My mother made me eat a few things, like crabs, and to this day I will not eat them. I wish I could/would, but I just can't make myself do it. I also did the same thing with the hats... I knew the exact point where I was out of the line of sight from the kitchen window, and the hat would come off my head, and I would stuff my natural peanut butter sandwich into the gutter. LOL My mom did find out about the sandwiches, because the other place I would leave them was my closet...
Well, one out of two isn't bad--I love peas; beets, I'm with you! You definitely wouldn't like one of the favorite meals in our house which kids long ago dubbed "mixin' kind." Scrambled hamburg, mashed potatoes and peas. You carefully put the potatoes, meat and peas in their own section on the plate and then--wait for it--smush it all together!
I don't care to mix my food either. My mom used to tell me the same thing about it all being mixed together. I didn't like for my food to touch on the plate either! LOL! Sounds like we would have been great childhood friends!
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